There in the corner weapons speak
Curse fumigates
Rapes hassles
Murder plots
Slavery sobs
Orphanage mount
Sickness paradox
Oh! This earth is a hell
In these shadows a safe hand emerged
Lovely and formless all the way
It's the way to heavenly shore
There the mourn never tease or die
After death shelter will be arrogant
Be a soul and shed this swathe
Pain never feels in that float
It just exists in this globe
Form creates all hazards
Invisible to naked sense
But protected from heavenly side
There the safety exists nowadays
Never mourn for all lost
Remember they are in safe side
In this hell we are about to suffer
When we mourn for our loss
They won't suffer in that paradise
As they are formless and safe there
We can hurt a figure anyway
But can never harm the divine soul
If this world is formless
Then here harmonize all souls
Parity will be the output
Death the answer of safety! !
©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.
Loved your imagination backed up with a logical concept that soul is a shapeless form, can't be hurt physically. very true and appreciated it. Only one thing I have a doubt within that since the soul is with all feelings and sensations, how it will withstand these unjust? ? But never the less, it's a fantastic concept, I loved it Salini.
Of course we could feel safe in heaven in the context of today's world where everything looks scary............... a good concept crafted in a very subtle manner.................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Safety is a dream, let us find it in the heavens for our souls.