Treasure Island

Vishal Sharma

(10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

A broken vase


Talent never sheds their clothes
whether they want to enter the scene or not
talented gems are immortal and they deserve
the seat besides the almighty upon airs
whose influence is just enough to thrill you
Imagine how powerful his soul would have been
We lost a vase, today, a vase of verses into it
and, in future no other vase would be as beautiful
As this golden vase, God keeps great with himself
Its the law of the nature, another law

WE MUST ABIDE BY IT..

Submitted: Friday, September 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013
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  • Shahzia Batool (9/30/2013 6:25:00 AM)

    it looks like a focused write with a message directed to something, or it might be generalized especially, as really it is important to know the worth of talent! ! ! (Report) Reply

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