Bird Without Sky

By Vutukuri Deepika

Such an attention seeker, she is, everyone jeered her.

But no one ever perceive  she has never felt mollycoddle.

She grew up in the world where she was not even aware of attention and nor it's spelling. 

She built up in a milieu where everyone opened their mouth to insult and snub her.

She was never a center of attention.

She is not nasty, but the world wasn't able to witness it through naked eyes. 

She resembles the flower queen who is thrown on the streets after wearing it. 

Everyone employs her but no one helps her.

She is grown in the toxic mud and still raised akin to the lotus 

She is as pure as lotus, the favorite of the lord, but not the favorite of the world.

By Vutukuri Deepika