People who say soul is a thing to preserve
Are not right at all
I never pay heed to them
Rather my soul goes forth
Leaving my body behind
My soul is a shadow extended from my shadow
In fact, soul is a colored balloon
Always crosses the host body
And intends to touch the sky height
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And so the soul shall soar. Beautiful poem Rahman...10