The distinguished

In a desert, in a red sand stone palace,

Greenery abounds and shows me several shades of the colour, 

Birds of different feathers sing their own tune,

The amazingly beautiful perfect peacock, 

The slightly colourful pigeons, 

The grey sober wood pigeons, 

The vibrantly green majestic parrots,

A migratory bird here and there,

A couple of mynahs too,

Never a sparrow to be spotted,

Not a single crow came by,

Do you really know why?

 Royalty will never accept commonality,

Strange are the ways of the world,

The common sparrow and the common crow,

Must find their own space.

These trees, this bit of sky 

Is only for majesty, beauty, and the colourful birds

An exception is the cuckoo which though not pretty has a lovely voice,

Is accomplished and so is distinguished and is accepted.

Even as you live life well, 

Do stand out in the crowd,

Or the world will pass you by,

As a has been, a bystander, and an also ran.

Although it is said,

They also serve who stand and stare.