The Pot Of Sorrows| AN ORIGINAL POEM

in Freewriters3 years ago

A cone of flames sits on candlestick
Then a strand of fire scares away darkness
But only for a while
As the candlestick soon melts into oblivion
A child is born
Then a large party is thrown
To celebrate the hatching of a new life
But death soon knocks, snatching away the man-child
A tree is planted
And then the days squeeze themselves into years
And the tree soon become a home for birds
Until one day, a thunderstorm humbles it.
The plot of life
Is full of tragedies
And there is yet a man
Who will not belch from the pot of sorrows.

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Wow good poem again. Your really good at this @gandhibaba.

Quick question

I’m only a newbie. So please how do you center your text like you’ve done?

Thanks bro. Just type < center> CONTENT </ center>

Close the spaces in the brackets and you're fine.

Beautiful poem Bro.