Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2020
It was raining, the little bird was in a hurry
To find a shelter, he was really worry
Finally when he saw a banyan tree
He sighed in relief and couldn't control his glee
There were 3 other birds, all were alike
When he approached them, he was disliked
They told the little bird to go away
Because the tree was only for them to stay
The little bird was confused and asked why
They told him he was different and should try
And be more like them, otherwise bid goodbye
The little bird was sad but he took his flight
For rather he be free and fly high in the sky
Then be told to change and later cry.
Written by
Wanderingsoul
Please log in to view and add comments on poems