Ugly He Was Born

ugly he was born
even her mother had second thoughts loving him
his father disliked him
junked him from his
masculine affairs,
but he learned a lot
from being unloved
he keeps on knowing
what love is by loving
more those unloved
around him,
he sketched the faces
of those who were always set aside
or left out
those whose faces
do not matter
he learned all these
sufferings in his heart
kept the feelings
inside him like a big
book to read
when he is lost
in pain,
he did not stop loving
and those unloved
felt him, so real

he is real,
he is real
they call him real

somehow, he felt the
comfort of his real self

ugly, yet by now
so confident

to be himself
and not be somebody else

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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