My Soul..


Untraceable,
between the capricious extremes of mood,
among the fluctuating variations of life,
Something,that I call precious, lives..

Lost,
in the mystifying mazes of time,
on the universal path to Death,
Something, that I call precious, lurks..

Living,
with the omnipresent confusions of the heart,
in the delirious illusions of the mind,
Something, that I call precious, slowly dies..

Something that means
nothing to you &
everything to me..

It is something,
that I can't explain,
& you can't understand..

Its my Soul..

Comments

WritingsForLife said…
beautifully done :-)
I like how you laid emphasis on certain words...

:-)
:) Long time no c..How r u?
Sophiagurl said…
that was awesome. how have you been?
Payal said…
Untracable.. lives.. lost.. lurks.. dies.. its my soul
awesome work yaar.
cheers..
Amandeep Singh said…
Awwsome as always man :)
P said…
Liked it...

loved the line which says that it means nothing to you and everything to me...

was glad that i revisited
Good one man!! Wats up these days??
Chronus Ess said…
Been off man.
BUt glad to be back.
Will read all others too.
Whatsup with ya?
mindbodysoul said…
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