empty vessels make the noise
just because they have no choice
the filled ones stay dim
waiting for the cup to be filled up to the brim
empty vessels are who make the sound
because time moves on and no one stays around
filled vessels they stay calm
waiting until the last breeze leaves the palm
a sudden change needs a cry
soundless whispers make the struggle dry
of everything on earth fire and sound
can raise the dead from the ground
a sudden change needs no fear
just the urge to change the gear
filled pots are needed here
but they less for a change care
the change happens but sans the smile
time takes its toll walking the isle
filled vessels still keep quite
as empty ones keep shining bright
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Author:
Suman_Bhattacharya (
Offline) - Published: June 21st, 2022 01:01
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
I liked this but I'm not sure what it meant hahaha
Thanks dear friend..I am glad you liked it.
'because time moves on and no one stays around'
yeah, you killed me
I laud your Poetry's sincerity
keep writing, sharing
the deaf world need more
of your Brave heart's, veracity..
thank you! dear Poet
Thanks dear friend..for the kind words of appreciation...I am glad you liked it.
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