songs of the soul
the collected thoughts of an unsolicited opinion
bothers annoys a wise decision
to understand the depth and gravity of an entity
is to see; not with the eyes but to understand with the soul
the identity of the soul
is hidden in every fragile smile
locked in every foolish laugh
the soul is never disclosed
to touch the soul
and flow with its song
go beyond now
go beyond tomorrow
live not now
live not tomorrow
the pain in the eyes
the hurt in the smiles
the past the culprit of the tormented light
shatters the soul ...holding a new silhoulette
disguised in hues of sorts
the aura delighted
as the morning sun
as the evening breeze
forgotten
fragments of time
buried within the hands of whine.
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