When soul speaks
ecstasy flows
the life gets turmoil
desires sheer aptly
wishes conjure proportionately
circumstances inosculate abruptly
Soul is neither tangible
nor it is flexible
soul is the reflection of divinity
never follows command of mind
nor of desires, nor of wishes
only accepts advices of heart
when heart stops functioning
soul leaves body.
Very beautiful write. Very true said, soul leaves the body when it dies. Its the soul or the divine energy which makes our life complete in this human body. Loved reading it...
........Truly soul craves for a heart, a to encase itself in its walls......... .......There truly are things beyond mind's control............perhaps brain works at the command of our heart and soul..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Soul is the seat of God, Soul enables us to think, a great poem on soul.