All the dreams that rest in a fragile jar
Difficulty reaching through the constricted neck
Soft night light adds a lustrous mystery
Misery reflects in such aggrandized manner
Natal thoughts remain in view, yet, unobtainable
It could shatter any moment
Releasing the dreams that have been captive
Only delicate wings are enough
For taking them to their destination
But the fragile jar lay there in pieces
Sacrificed for the dreams that breathed uneasily
Every moment breaks into new opportunities
Life is much more than the artefacts
~Amitav
More jars need broken open
Less ideas should remain unspoken
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Beautiful post, really.
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Thank you 🙂
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