Clay pots

Life is as fragile, yet as strong as a clay pot. Simple things that cost you so little yet teach you so much, just as a clay pot stands testimony to coming off as strong after standing the test of fire. Stay strong, dear heart, the pain is just a phase before fulfilment.

About the poem

While I was at the hospital tending to someone important, I saw sickness and fragility of life all around and this is my realisation put in words.


Clay pots

By Tanaya Mohanty

Clay pots

Life isn’t
so much different
than the clay pots that you sell,
delicate hands
shaping the curves
and standing the test
of fire as some come out
as winners and some
end as dust of no glory!

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