There is a bowl, with convoluted design,
Its beauty is shining, and detailing is fine,
It looked at me in the eye,
I responded with a sigh,
I was breathing, yet dead,
with face smiling and heart sad,
It called me and i ignored,
It was ebullient, i was bored,
I was proud that i was alive,
I had something to thrive,
It warned me audaciously,
don\’t live so proudly,
same are we, nothing to pity,
as from inside, we both are empty..
I love how you have so much thought about something so simple… We are both empty. What a profound thought. I suppose we don’t know everything in the world, and like bowls, we should aim to share 🙂
Thanks for the motivation..and i think so too..please keep writing..
That’s a great write-up. I really like the thoughtful comparison.
That makes me really happy..thank you so much..