Soul Propeller Poem by Ihsan Musthafa

Kissed by the wind of the northern cheeks
A path ridden with riddles for all to seek
Juggling your sorrows and joy on a burdened shoulder
In a moving train full of unknown passengers just like you and me

There is room for the worthy and the befitting
But I keep forgetting the cloak of beholden, I left it by the sea
Heartrendingly I keep looking back time and time again
The intramural souls of quintessence will always feel

Lest I judge not, and see only through my perceived perception
Untainted by the this brain of mine, no way deceivingly
Love has always been the missing link, cherished yet hidden
In a moving train full of unknown passengers just like you and me