The Speakingg Soul

She is a broken flower holding the nectar of love in portions. She is a dead leaf holding a life of emotions. She is a broken flower holding the nectar of love in portions. She is a branch of affection that turned still and looking for the motions. She is a broken flower holding the nectar of love in portions. She is a dull bud that lost  its shine and looking for the potions

Don't know what else is left to see in this life. Don't know whether I am left with more or less in this life. Earlier I was lost somewhere but now I remember each and every moment of this life.  Kajal Don't be so proud of this body in this life. Neither a prince nor a king has ever won this life.

I am a soul wrapped in this worldy illusion.

She thought , she was colourblind . one day he came with love and light . She smashed the dark of weakness inside . And started dancing like a ray twinkles bright.

Running after DIAMOND. and  losing the  existing GOLD Like chasing a GOAL. and  Dooming  the ONE. which  WE already HOLD .