An egg if breaks from outside,
it's for death of life;
But when breaks from inside,
it's a door way to new life;
Seed blossoms out of shell,
for new life of plant;
Love rises when,
emotions drive from inside,
flutter heart, eyes fill with drops;
Outer beauty fades overtime,
But if beauty rips open,
from heart and soul,
It's a blissful life lesson for all;
© Sadashivan Nair. All rights reserved,
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I loved this! I love how you broke down and compared life and death to that Of an egg. Great job