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..

 

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