Do you see that bird?
Who is learning to fly.
He fell for seven,
But rose up the eighth time.
Its okay,
Not to be like everybody else.
Cause we don't play,
By the rules of their games.
But that doesn't mean we are the falling out peice of a puzzle.
Theres a great big sea of people,
And we are those tiny little raindrops... who come conquering the way alone and then get mixed with the sea and become its part.
YOU ARE READING
Rhythm
شِعر#22nd rank in 'what's hot' 25/8/16 #24th rank in 'what's hot' 28/8/16 ACHIEVEMENTS: ~ Featured poet by @LivePoetsSociety ~ Fellow Feels (past name of the book) featured poem book.
