In the immense serene life
The world is unreachable
The fullest is a small me
For numbers bigger than infinity
I give so little, less than my capacity
I get the same back, why I complain
Waste more time in disdain
Cribbing about unfairness
Comparing me to them.
Adapting as per the disability
an owl is hence regarded wise
while just whining about it constantly,
makes a man too weak to rise.
A beautiful white owl just flew past my window... leaving me mesmerized.
There is no place for cribbing people in this world !
— The End —