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SONGS OF SOULS

Many souls are aching as hearts are failing

To feel their sufferings

Lips keep distorting what brains are thinking

Fragrance is lacking

Feelings aren't missing but hearts are faking

Resorting to trimming

More souls are aching, for salvation looking

Trying to settle a meaning

In what is appearing to be the prevailing

Significance of feeling

Romancing souls are roaming above the universe

Rehearsing for roles in a romance

Passed by our flowers and smelled every rose

With no odor satisfying their nose

More souls are singing above the universe

Looking for a place

Where love prospers naturally not by force

Waiting to find this place

Let romancing souls sing above the universe

Where love songs are bliss not a curse

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DIVINE LOVE

Darkness around me was prevailing

In my selfishness I was sinking

My soul was almost drowning

I saw a light glistening

As a drop of morning dew

Alleviating my pains that grew

Inside me as an ax that violently hew

Amidst the wreckage of my soul

Something brought salvation into view

When I first started knowing you

Divine love was slowly spreading

Along my heart and body too

Giving me wings with which I flew

In your space and breathed air anew

That moonlit night

When my eyes slept

While I was relaxing

Under a bay tree

My body was there lying

My soul was set free

I was slumber and wide-awake

I felt the bliss of seeing the supreme light

All my cells were in a shake

As a mountain in an earthquake

My soul was oozing kindness

Charity, altruism and righteousness

To immerse my body with bliss

The following morning

The sun was shining light

And I was shining bliss.

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SPIRITUAL POWER

When you're alone with no fellow around

Looking for a partner to soothe the sorrow

You keep suffering from whenever you're let down

You can walk in the dark and talk to a star

It will let the reassurance inside you grow

By communicating its companionship with a glimpse

Telling that you are a piece in a puzzle named universe

Tied together with a spiritual strength

When you're lost and thirsty in the hot dry desert

You feel the fresh breeze whispering with insistence

That many plants and flowers may grow in a desert

Worshiping to help a bird feed and heat a nestling

Sacrificing their lives to disown materialist strength

And make the world believe in the spiritual strength

That the Almighty created the creatures to compromise

To bring together disoriented pieces in the puzzled universe.

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