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The solitude wing
Still love those wings who cut the air
A freedom to fly
People adored my beautiful wing pair
Colour was radiant - like morning sky
Used to feel like celeb when they chased-still unaware
Those affection were only for wing -where i used to rely
Used to have bundle of affection and care
Were a beautiful social butterfly ??
Went to a beautiful face
Thought they love me from the core
Surprise - they changed the case
Cried in pain - cause my beautiful wing they tore
Sitting on a flower - leaving the trace
Nobody recognised - made my heart sore
Suddenly strong storm chased
Mumbled what's more ?
The black storm made me rest on home
Days of rest my wings started to come
Smiled but after min it faded
Noticed wing - it's now black with the spots of bloody red
For even solitude my wing still exist
Everything silent it's their beauty in this
Learnt to fly inward where peace resides
Converted a social butterfly to home fly with universe inside
Thanks
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Shambhavi ambasta
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