Vapors are in haste
To reach the heights it can
My face won't block its way
But its vigor lapse my vision
Inside the pot it's boiling
The lifeblood of earth in a pot
Its oomph burns its sides
Drops disperse and arrogant
Volatile in its mission
Disorder that rises in sides
Hotness that beyond control
Need to stop it or blaze
Life is like a pot this way
Sometimes volatile and pessimistic
Temper that burn all its sides
Disorder that flood as a stampede
Break the love torment inside
And spread that pearls as it slip on its way! ! ! !
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SALINI NAIR
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