I had a glass of belief, half filled
Diluted with faith
Someone added crushed ice of accuse
It changed its color
The crystal of the ice swell it with agony
A tablespoon of added loathe turned it purple
Like a newly bleeding wound
Shrieking in my soul
Piercing it hard with sharp tool
The froth of murkiness appeared, as some churned it with prejudice
Some added more and more sugary syrup of lies and false hopes
Caused it bitter and made me cold
Now I am sitting with this glass of life!
People fill it with abhor and rejection
Each shaking it with their fears and vulnerabilities
Toss it with in usability
Make it an impotent drug!
A powerful and thought provoking piece. The potion metaphor beautifully captures how life experiences and people’s actions shape our emotions. Well written.
Thanks Tehmina 😊
Beautifully written. The metaphors are so creative and deeply moving.
Just the thoughts on paper. Thanks for your kind appreciation!
You’ve explained life at its realest in its truest form.
A masterpiece yet again my dear!
Thanks
Harsh reality of life !
Apt!
Beautifully captures the reality of life being shaped by both hope and pain.
It demands a heart to feel this truth.
Nice and distinctive
Thanks for kind appreciation 🙏
Ms. Rahila wow !! Beautifully written, ‘Potion of Life’ serves as a stark reflection of reality.
Thanks Amna 😊
Speechless…so impressive..the words chosen,itself are so briefly described the subject,the pain and bitterness of life..moreover, we have to drink these poisonous ,bitter and painful sips until our final hour..sigh…big applause 👏 as usual 🤲🙌🫶
How true!
Yes a very thought provoking and emotional write up. I can feel the emotions..
We all are shaped what our surroundings poured within us.