An Empty Bottle in an Empty Box

Frustration and disappointment

Raged like storm

Ravaging my heart

They flowed down,

From my eyes like tears

Leaving me like-

An empty bottle in an empty box.

Wild excitement like a wave

Dashed me against the rock

Of convention to conform,

Leaving me like-

An empty bottle in an empty box.

Darkness of ignorance

Clouded my senses,

With dark shades of doubt

Filling me with anger

Of vengeful resentment;

Until my cry reverberated

In me and all around,

Leaving me just like-

An empty bottle in an empty box.

Now, with my ability

Rooted in experience abound,

I admire as I can discern

Myriad hues and shades

Within me and around;

Often tinged with smile and regret

Resulting from the decision I make,

Echoing my laughter or a soulful hum

Leaving me like-

An empty bottle in an empty box.

Gradually growing aware of

Life and its various facets,

And the elements it’s made from;

 Its fragrance and its sound

Originate from the Artist’s palette,

Making me appear and blend

With all that is around;

And Filling me with the ease of calm,

Just like an-

An empty bottle outside the box….

Aknowledgement:

Video Source: Benze - Travelling without moving...
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