Conspiring souls

It takes a while to look into self and delve deeper. Cut through so much of noise to reach a core that knows all and enough. To be able to listen to the spicy chats, loose gossips and the unending desires of a soul. Do souls also have heart ? Can it also feel or it just travels from one body to another hopping and skipping and sometimes just resting. Are the purest unadulterated part of you carrying all the knowledge and who are you? Are you just here to feel and enjoy when and as long as you have your soul in you. So is it you or the soul in you that feels every emotion and carries forward all pains, smiles, laughter, memories for ages and ages.

Soulfully yours

Life's like this

Typing is an art
You look down to not misspell
You look up and leave a “L”
You look down and miss the crux
Of what u are writing and the flux
You look up and feel expert
Till u miss something and feel the hurt
Life’s no different, up or down
Sit or stand, smile or frown
Means you can’t read it being too far
If you are too near, you miss the radar
Just right , win a fight
Lose a battle, fly a kite
All the games, big and small
Some gigantic, some leave you appall
Times when you were a couch potato
Wondering why the ado?
And sometimes a feminist to the core
Let anything come, cats and dogs pour
What spirit, resilience and patience
Few times remember being a menace
A peril to all at large
But mostly ready to do my march
And make sure to tilt the arch
So that I can enjoy both screen and keyboard
Eventually unlock the code
The best is that it is un-crackable
So we can remain in life’s fable
That’s the art
Till it again starts

Philosophically yours