A Bottle

A bottle is made precisely
It learns from heat,
It takes a shape,
Until it gains the liquid mighty.

The bottle begins to serve its duty
Whilst it gives freshness, it starts to wear,
Whilst others drink, it empties one by one
Until it's crushed and sent to the mighty.

From: 
Harshwardhan Sharma


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ABOUT THE POET ~
Contemporary Indian, Schoolboy BVB Vidyashram Munshi Marg, Jaipur, Linguist, Sanskrit, Hindi, English, French, Spanish, Write about moods, feels, and nature, Most related to wind, Suffer Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, it's what makes me write


Last updated May 08, 2016