My Soul

by Rana

Long ago since I cherish the chirping of birds in distant cheers
Lyrics of their vivid songs have formed much of the memories

Mighty rain then pouring down from skies wearing all the fears
With pondering rocks and gleaming hills by all their melodies

When the breeze moving within the morning fog, gawking my tears
My iced hands barely could sneak scattered like those vagrant tendencies

The pain penetrating my heart while my destiny rustling in my ears
Eyes accumulating reminisces of the moment along with all remedies

My soul gnawed upon and a sketch of my dreams cut by shears and spears
Although the wisdom of my beliefs stayed making romantic rhapsodies

© Rana M 28 September 2021 All rights reserved

Photo by 5933179 from Pixabay 

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  1. Terveen Gill dice:

    Pain and wisdom – silent partners. Lovely writing! 🙂

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