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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