*Once, I was a hard sand stone Neither had I made a tune nor a tone I had broken after a strong shock wave From a waterfall, I had fallen into a pothole but could not settle
After I was moving with a long stream as a rolling stone Now I have no edge but only passing a phase A few days ago, I discovered myself as a grain of sand And day by day, I have been drowning beneath the ocean
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Reply to the dearest Poet Joe Cole's this week challenge: this poem is based on life how it has become changed in course of time like a rolling stone to a grain.