Clay
Decor in my
balcony
Inculcating a
Belief
It wards off evil
In the first look
At the morn.
From the pot of
clay
A dainty Rose blossoming,
We forget the clay, but
Not the Rose. Water every day,
Cool the clay
pot,
Buds the
Rose,
We forget the pot
Of clay. We tend to
Forget the
Creator,
Gain the
laurels.
Mostly that is how
It works.
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