Ugly Duckling Poem by C.H. Seow

Ugly Duckling



Time ticks away.
Moments wasted.
Ugly duckling walked on thin lines,
between acceptance and rejection,
Oblivion.
Pearly water beads rippled the pond,
mirroring his own reflection,
reflecting his solitude,
as the swans flew away.

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