In the gardens, where the sunlight dances free,
There stood a peacock behind the tree.
He spreads his tail for other’s attention,
But was ignored and didn’t get affection.
His feathers were brutally used,
So, his heart was bruised.
He wanted to freely lie on the green,
But they crushed his dream.
His eyes sparkled as gold,
And they whispered the tales of beauty which was told
He wanted to fly high in the sky,
But his dreams slip by.
