Little Bird
Yugao
Summary: She is a little bird.
Author's Note: I personally know that I am very bad at poetry, but this was a spawn of mathematical boredom, so I hope neither you nor Hinata mind this little piece of non-prose. This is dedicated to my friend Icee (who is in Bacolod now), and Lisa whose bird-like actions inspired this. Oh yeah, and several thanks to my math teacher who prompted me to write poetry, though indirectly. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hinata. Heck, I don't even own a bird!
She is a little bird
With pallid eyes;
Opalescent orbs
That imprison the sunlight.
She is a little bird
With a stolen voice;
Songless and silent
Despite the others' melodies.
She is a little bird
With a dark sheen;
She glimmers
With mystery.
She is a little bird
With a broken wing;
Wistfully watching
That unreachable blue sky.
She is a little bird -
Caged,
Quiet,
Enigmatic, but
Hopeful.
Author's Note: So the point was, basically, that Hinata is beautiful but imperfect, et cetera, et cetera. And in the fourth stanza, it's a Naruto thing. If you squint. Hahaha. I suck so badly, I'm sorry for myself. But I'm MORE sorry for you, because you had to put up with it. I'm so sorry, again. Just tell me what you thought about it and thanks for reading!