Uneven Circumference

The uneven circumference of a roughly carved crucible

What it holds is not much of a concern

It barely balances itself; more spills over, creating a disorder

Of spilt chances, thoughts, feelings, and love

The small craters around the body hold some evidence

Collected dust, mistrust, life’s contrast and pastiches

Fingerprints coalesced to form some surreal patterns

Relationships of convenience, rather than a choice

Now, the emotions won’t stay- they fall off the precipice

The unevenness cannot be softened with bare hands

Covered in deceit and its hold extinguishes relationships

~Amitav