Close your eyes
To see me
Listen to your breath
To hear me
Touch your heart
To hold me
Feel your soul
To find me
We exchanged
Our souls
I live nowhere
But within you

©sobbingsoul♥️

Words are out of emotions
Emotions are out of feelings ,
Feelings  are out of experience
Experiences are out of love
Love is out of heart
Once it’s expressed
It gives peace
Its  healing
And no more dealings
With these feelings




©sobbingsoul

The paper flowers you gave me
Are kept so safe in my closet
I refuse to throw them away
For they were crafted with sweat and love
But my mother, my mother
Grabbed them and tossed them
Into the trash bin
My mother, my mother
Her bitter soul, I slowly succumb to

Any plan we make
                 Doesn't pan out
Until we execute it at the right time.