Fly

Sitting on a snug chair, I was staring out a window How a little bird on the surface was trying to fly Little kid, was finding difficult to do a task Which others of the same age did with ease Tried his best, but was not achieving the result Not because he was idle but because of luckless Stepped back, ran forward with greater force Lasted above earth for a millisecond and again fell down Cried hard, saw his friend flew away doing the same He another time stepped away and repeated his actions But, for the same method, is always the same outcome Comparing little birds with small kids How fortunate are the ones who get success How dreadful is the situation for the one's who fail By doing the same as others, working hard all day But in the end, left all alone dejected He's considered indolent and loafing by the world But if anyone had seen the process, knows the depressed one He, might not achieve the height, his partner did But surely one day, this hapless bird will also FLY