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 Oct 2018 Milkyboy
julianna
I am a heavyweight
I carry heavy weights
I can lift heavy weights
I own these heavy weights
I am over these heavy weights
I will banish these heavy weights
I am more than these heavy weights
Thinking. I am constantly thinking about things and meanings and judgements and responsibilities... I’m over it.
 Oct 2018 Milkyboy
Shibani Das
Music of the soul.

Oh! That the rhythm of life would keep pace ,

With the music of the soul that abides within.

The earhly life is so bound to the world,

So carried away by its sights and sounds,

So burdened by its cares,

So hardened by its indifference,

So lost in its chaos…..

While the quiet soul within,

Belongs to another ethereal world…..

From where flows the river of life, silently….

Like a healing balm,

Upon the hurts and wounds,

That scar our helpless lives.

Oh! Listen to the music of the soul,

You weary man,

The notes of peace are ringing within.

Your life is only a prisoner of each breath you take

And a heart that beats upon the prison walls.

Oh ! Listen to the music of the soul,

The song of the soul

Shall set your fettered life free….

Then like a bird you shall fly,

Upon the wings of the soul’s melody.

— The End —