Three stab in a row!

Departing from little soul’s
agony and pain, the soul bore!
Helplessly it stood,
the little eyes, reluctant to leave!

As the soul walked away
inside it was crying out loud.
Calm down the soul said,
you have work to wind up!

Heading back home, school old, it went
trees, leaves, the playing ground
bringing alive of memory around!
Smooth sail it was, taking in of the smell around!

Strange feeling it was…
to inhale the smell of trees around!
Longingly it looked at the places
moment of exultation that once was!

Remembering that there was a friend to meet
kept waiting and waiting it was!
No message, nothing to say,
realized that probably it meant nothing at all!

Stabbing pain of hurt,
releasing it from all  bonds!

Returning home, exhausted,
deep sleep the soul had!

Waking up, to take up a call
urgent works, to wind up!

Complain a big one, there was
  A friend, who wanted to converse!
But, was skeptical and upset
demanding she was!

Not realizing the kids were around
she compared me with others!
Creating an opinion of her own
Stab of pain, second in row!

A reflection of her thoughts
bitter it was!

Wanting to share with friends
cannibalism of ones own heart,
remembering wise words!

Being single is not easy at all
for you have your own life to take care of!

Just because one is free
doesn’t mean that one has nothing to do at all!

Sky, a cosmic reminder
huge and vast, in its entire splendor!
Reminding the soul of one thing
your stay is temporary,
relax and unwind, from all that is toxic around!

Lesson from younger sister it was
a balance of intelligent soul as she is!
Denial in this worldly world doesn’t help
accept life as it is and just move on!

Returning home, a third stab was to succeed
of nights the soul had worked on.
  Work so close to the soul
of first that was!

Was that the case, or was it something else
a delay of a year or more!
Unsettling it was for soul
to be rebuked, the soul regarded as whole!

Stunning it is, the soul was still alive
Laughing out aloud, it thought...
was the heart dead after all
in sleepless night, thus the soul stared!

Waking up to take a walk
kept calling Mother Nature in pain!
Blue Robin, white bellied it send
not once, not twice,
but as companion the soul met!

Drongo, tried its best...acrobatics, being its quest!

Made me swirl and dance
the smile of soul, its conquest!

More responding than the stabbing world
Mother Nature, welcomed me whole heart!
Solace of soul and healing sound
all that is to be found in mother’s embrace!

 

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