Saturday, January 06, 2007

Pot-pourri

Deep inside the earthen pot,
No one knew there was what.
Why should I know what thy hold?
Even if it is a pot full of gold.
Once I tried to peep inside,
All I could hear was deride.
Was asked to trust with blind eye,
But end of my patience was nigh.
Broke the pot and my word,
Sound of emptiness was – Thud!
Now who will hold it for me?
I should have had faith on thee!

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