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THE LIFE AND THE SOUL

Poetry By: Shweta
Poetry


Life without soul is nothing but just like a mould...which is next to worthless until...something takes the shape of that mould


Submitted:Jul 13, 2010    Reads: 100    Comments: 7    Likes: 4   


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THE LIFE AND THE SOUL
Lost in the myriad miseries of life,
Tormented by the ongoing inner strife,
Desolate, forlorn and left bereft,
Not even a single ray of hope left.
Still many years to live and surge,
But left with no desire and urge.
Life within, pleading for mercy,
To revamp and get rid of its vacancy.
Life's desire to live was overwhelming,
But this melancholy soul was restraining,
Defeated and hopeless, Soul couldn't take anymore,
Surrendered itself to Life and wanted to soar,
Life took this challenge eagerly and gleely,
Came to its rescue and comforted it kindly.
Filled the Soul once again with lively desires,
Disciplined it as it had gone a lot haywire.
This deadened Soul furbished and nurtured,
Once again woke up its hope, so badly tortured.
Life and Soul together started blooming,
Zipping, zapping and zooming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




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