The place where the soul went dry,
Was once a place where livelihood thrived.
But even in this eerie silence,
Is a soul soothing solace.
What used to be bustling laughter,
Has turned into rustling leaves.
And what used to be the people's love,
Is now the retiring place for the sun's glow.
Through the journey far and wide;
This place is either a boon or a curse;
Not a life in sight; yet, bursting with energy.
Somewhere in this big, wide world
Where the corner's filled with thorns
Are beautiful roses blooming
And merry birds singing
What we destroyed have now destroyed us
And it couldn't be more beautiful than this.
Slow wind blows the sand all around
Showing its power; Showing it's strong
A clear blue sky is the only limit
While standing at this place,
Abandoned and alone.
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Poems from the soul
PoetryPoems about love, soulmate, longing, solitude, mental health and much more that connects to one's soul. This is a collection of poems across various topics in life. Weekly update every Sunday, IST
