Wednesday, 10 June 2015

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Lost Souls

Lost souls

Air within me and you indistinguishable…
Sun impartially shining all around,
Rain falls without boundaries.
Peel this  skin off this body,
no white , black or brown distinction.
Only a case, made of muscles and bones remain.
Solitary heart thumping round the clock,
still the colour of our blood remain unaltered.
Two legs , two hands ,a head
 over a torso,still walking with
 the weight of ten heads around
Five senses to experience this universe,
still with blind eyes and deaf ears  to
 the call of the nature.
Lost souls straying around ,
mortals playing immortals,
to gratify their transient world.
These confused souls wandering
 restlessly in this bewildered
 oasis of mirages.


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POETESS PIUSHA SINGH
CO-EDITOR
IPOETREE

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