Like a flower among the weeds, beautiful but still a waste.
Like an animal in a cage, ferocious with no freedom.
Like a single tree in a building, growing alone with no wind to seek.
Like a cool breeze blowing over empty lands.
Like a life lead, with so much to give but no one to take.
That's very sad :/
ReplyDeleteCan sense an incomplete feeling in this poem
Beautifully written Arpitha :)