A big hollow pot
with a cracked bottom
we painstakingly fill,
under the heat and the chill
with melted smiles, and frozen tears,
warm memories, and cold fears
with liquidized memories,
and drizzling comforting dreams...
Yet,
Nothing remains, not one...
Never fills full, not once...
Toil and sweat, you can never stop;
It eternally leaks, drop by drop.
-Uththaradevi-
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