Each Soul
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"Every soul is painted in theform of poetry." Sany Sania Zakir
Each soul
Thursday,21st May 2020
Each soul
smells of its own
fragrance is blown
in all the directions
it has reasons
with different persons
to carve the domain
and spread the name as good human
what have we to tell world?
will the happiness from gold?
or from its shine
we all have to define
either soul is painted with crookedness
or with divine kindness
that has power to grant happiness
with equal good smile on the face
we lend no ears
or heed to an advice or hear
but act contrary
and invite misery
love and affection
both are real reflections
from the kind soul
that has more to reveal
Hasmukh Mehta
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