Blacks and Whites

Yeah ! Its Sunday, a day full of fun

Let me plan out some adventure something different than regular run

Umnn.. Hill climbing adventure and outing?

But no friends today to accompany

Disco dancing with dinner out today?

But to implement this no penny...

No penny, no friends am I giving up then,

A plan for my perfect sunday?

I thought and thought not a boring day again

I wanna chill out and enjoy today come away...

Naah.. My day could still be a wonder,

Let me live multiple lives today an experience bigger than facing a thunder

And so I went on to get started for my today's assignment

Eager  to explore the nature I was full of fun and excitement

Starting with a bud I was fragrant and pretty

I was adored by all may it be ninny or witty

And then came a butterfly insane by my beauty

Its gentle touch transformed me in a flower full of delicacy

My glory was admired

And I was surrounded by bees and butterflies

A happy world I was gifted

With promises and love ties.

Time passed by and so passed my elegance

My admirers vanished then slowly, all I gained was sheer negligence...

If they had to leave me

Why did they show me gardens ever green

I could have lived alone merrily

If this fake love in my life remained unseen

Sad story of dejected flower

It was difficult for me to handle

So I switched to next character now

I was tall colored and glowing candle.

I was tall very above the ground

My brightness gave light to anything I surround

I was  hope in darkness and witness of true promises

I was light deity for some and for some cause of sacrifices.

My deeds were valued

For I burnt within to enlighten other's life,

Moth, my true lover gave its life but we could not meet

Because fighting the gloom was my only strife.

But my senescence approached near

And I melted to meet the ground

My sacrifices were forgotten soon

Respect for me was no more found

They endorsed my deeds

And made me habitual of this supremacy

If my fate was only to meet the ground

What was the need of hyping my efficiency

Similar question but no answer

I switched on to the next

It was time for me to live happy and free

Soul of a bird in me now to annex

Brought up with love by my mommy bird and daddy bird

I believed I would finally find the happy life I had heard

With my mother's warmth and father's fed seeds

I spent a happy childhood as all the birds did

Then I was taught the lessons of flying and feeding

I left for another place from this fair land after training

A smart swift bird when set for new beach and rock

Was warmly welcomed by a travelling sparrow flock

We flew together and explored new lands

Shared cheers and fun in hails and sands

Our trips assured me we were best buddies ever

We could fight dunes and storms and could be separated never

But then came an eagle

A sharp and quick hunter

It saw our flock and attacked us

Like a curse on a pleasant weather

I fought for my flock

For they were all my friends

I believed life was not worthy

It was friendship that never ends

But eagle's evil eye

Then fell on my soul

It took on me and spared others

But I knew my flock stood united there whole

And then to my surprise

All united they flew away

Without any mercy they left me

To serve as predator's delicious pray

I fought for my life

And finally eagle flew away

I was wailing in pain all alone

Surrounded by darkness in bright sunny day

My wings ached but I flew off

For I believed in what my parents said

Whether alone or with crowd life means to fight back

And so I struggled to move on ahead

No complains I had to file

But a single answer I was waiting for

If care means only for self

Then what does companionship stand for

While cheers my buddies strengthened my voice

But in time of cry they ignored it like some odd noice

I could have fought predator alone

But ' Go Bang it' was the sound I waited for

In wounds you left me suffering

Like sun vanishing after heavy disastrous shower

You left on when you found me worthless

But who gives you right to rate someone's living

Oh fake flock see predator has more morals than you

Alone it flies with no false gentleness, Mind you,fake friends are worst than lonely feelings...

Living different lives arouse several questions in my mind

Sunday adventure left me with so many conclusions I was adamant to find

That life thus is

A simple sum of blacks and white

When you over look the balance sheet

You find the whole fairly right

While in dejection

You can easily enumerate all evils life gifted you with

But did you ever measure

All the goodness that life has ever did

Though flower lost its beauty

But it was transformed to a sweet fruit soon

Flash of time took butterflies away

But parrots and squirrels were given to it as boon

Flower cursed life

For momentary loneliness it had to bear

But it was given larger share of happiness

Before it could ever drop a single tear.

Though many smiles it had

Were just outcomes of some lies

But if those gave it cheers

Then this falseness deserved a place in white

The balance of lies minus trues

And happiness verses tears then proved

Life gifted it with more glee

And less griefs than it showed

And then the candle

Shouted out her anger

That for duty she could be

With her lover her moth never

And then lamented after it melted down

No one bothered to value her

But oh crying candle see after all left you

You were embraced by ground's shoulder

Appreciation of your glory were your whites

But the dejection the blacks had so little heights

And you never realized

Blacks gifted you a companion so wonderful

So your balance sheet

Also turns out to be perfectly beautiful

Talking to the sparrow now

You were gifted heaven on earth in childhood

You were taught all lessons and then

Set off free to explore distant woods

Your friends though fake

Gave you companionship and showed white lands

Your single armed struggles

Then accounted for some handful black sands

But did you notice

That the blacks introduced you to the strength you had

You found the worth of your living

'Life to you was unfair' was then wrongly said.

Your balance sheet like all

Shows greater sums of white

So as I was adamant

Even your account was fairly right

In life we are gifted

With lies and with trues

But both give you something

If your see with honest views

Lies gift you happiness

And trues make you appreciate its worth

And at the end you are left with

Loads of earning after complete sum total on earth

And so my friends

I say to you it here

Enjoy lies and tears

And live life without complains and fears...