THE WAY OF LIFE

The broken vessel if tried to be mend

The little crack still remains

The beautiful flower

Once torn from the plant

The beauty is stolen

Leaving the plant blunt

Once a scar is sculpted on a face

The faces becomes as dull as ever and losses its grace

Once a thorn gets stuck on our leg

We tend to become more careful with every step we take

Life goes on

So does the waves of a sea

The journey continues

However worse it may be.