Potters used the wheel
And made the lovely pot
The greatest invention of past
Still we are wheeling
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A very profound poem. We are all but clay pots moulded by the supreme potter.
humanity is moving in a circular but should take a look at the past and not repeat mistake, excellent
the aim is- no to make the mistakes of past but still we are doing the same well done bro be blessed
fantastic, this short poem has wider significance.. humanity is moving in a circular path....
Life goes round and round. Hope it is not all grief. Thank you.