The Vessels
Teenage minds
are like vessels
Vessels of alloys
that are set in groups
Sitting ideal
in the silence
Not open to
air
Waiting for
their turn to become worthy
Vessels of
space
Noisy when
they fall out of joy
And Vessels
of responsibility
Clean and
shiny filled up with boosters
To work and
survive
Filled up perfectly
within their capacities
No wastage
and overflows
Misbalance and
split over with external forces
Perfectly
mixed up and build without any leakages
And welder
ed up
If left
behind with imperfections
They are
just shaped empty vessels
That are
filled up with something we fill in.
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