The Soul Underrated Poem by Elizabeth Tomy

Covered in a bouquet of flowers,
only I could give them a hug
a peaceful and chaotic one,
a warm and cold one,
messed and clean one,
Yes, the imperfect one!

As I was the soul underrated
being asked and given to,
hidden and seeked,
loved and hated

Between the swirls of windy dust,
through the chuckles of soft laughter,
above the light sky
with heavy clouds,
within the depths of oceans
I was there like a soul underrated

I stood there like a beautiful mess
mixed with flavours and fragrances
a dilemma it was for me
as I was a soul underrated

Everything in a one frame
like the finest shining diamond
in a dirty muddy ground
a soul straight from heaven and hell
a soul of now and then
a soul here and there
a soul with love and hate

Now into the eternity and infinity
Disappeared forever
As I was the soul underrated