Baskadia

Nature makes your soul pure

FD Can a monitored soul be free ?

FD هل يمكن أن تكون الروح كاميرات حرة؟

Mind and soul

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Lights makes our soul bright

Soul in

The rain is my soul

God

The beyond

The mountain is my grave, I'm God's breath, I go up and down, I want the sky and the earth wants me The stars pull me by my hair and the nails of the coffin hold me by my feet The darkness screams to me "Down!" And the sun says "Up!" to me I'm the uncomforted of the horizon I'm the night watcher of countless graves Emptying his eyes in empty skulls I'm the cause of bad dreams.

Soul

It is love

Words to express what is love in your heart

CHRONICLES OF Aliesha

Follow us on this journey to see through the eyes of a woman who has been through the pains we all relate to

ABYSS 2

continuation of abyss

ABYSS

a poem about a girl who has been through the pains of love but cannot share

Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.

Lost Soul

I was a lost soul, stuck on the dark. Wondering around if I can still go back. Collecting stones everytime I saw some - to be used as a sign where I came from. And what if the sun won't give me a light? Monsters too strong, I can't fight. I'll be begging with my knees on the ground, Please help me, don't let me drown. Honestly, I'm a man in callow. Still survives with full sorrow. I hope one day, an ethereal beauty - will soon find and get me.

Sorrowful soul

There is a pain lurking behind this heart Sadness and sorrow overwhelmed my heart Overiding my heart the pains of life My burden and pains grief through my eyes

LONE SOUL

A writing going out to those who feel lonely yet they always wear a smile to cover their inner screams

Freedom

Freedom exists where? Above the sky? In the depths of ocean or beyond this life? I've heard cries of birds, screams of water and the souls screeching behind the veil They didn't find freedom There's no escape then? You're trapped inside your own bones Squeezing from all sides Suffocating Is there light to this dark? My dark, nothing like yours We're stuck in different shades of dark But we are looking for the same light Does that mean our destination is same? Paths led us on different directions

DEATH OF A JAZZMAN

Death of a Jazzman We danced and clapped The euphoria he gave us made us laugh For many days we sang around that fire he made us. In that cold winter he was our warmth. Neither of us imagined he would leave this forest we camped We all saw him leaving carrying his sax As he kept moving we felt he packed our peace of mind From a far we could hear sounds of a train moving Our Jazzman was heading to the train station But why? Didn't we give him the fun, laughter and joy? We watched to his fading in

Music is the Soul of the World.......