A bag, that is filled with air,
Once torn, the life is gone.
Liters of cream to polish,
Boxes of moisturizers to nourish,
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There is a time for everything For the bag with air, to be torn to nothing Thanks for sharing
Thanks, a very good, inspiring and thought-provoking poem. Best Wishes, Merton Lee, Singapore
At times we may hold our heads so high that we refuse to see others as they are. When we do this we are compared to a bag of air that will soon deflate and show what we really are. Very good.
Once torn, the life is gone. When the plate is too hot, it will be dropped, as we drop. - a poem of clear imagery and ideas, VS...
Excellent presentation of various aspects of life in great flow like water. Loved reading
A poem which can just be termed as great. Thank you for gifting us with this.
Facing the muse of life with the works of nature. Thanks for sharing.