We Just Learn To Breed What Fills The Soul Beyond Measure  

Besma@

Demise deviates from its route 
When life clings to its smile
And love springs from its root
When the soul deluged by the Majestic Nile
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Pain is the pulse that shall not wane
Sight and super powers we derive 
One of the signs one still sane
And the flames aglow and alive 
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End not your world for a word 
And feed not what cannot be fed
A word wraps a state while a whole is the world
Souls of Light have Love to nourish and spread
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How vain to confine the sight to a favourite one
When the universe ready to offer its treasure 
Nature agrees not to feed only on its sun
We just learn to breed what fills the soul beyond measure 
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I believe in the word though I can’t trust 
It wears the colours and shades of its brain
One time deceiving, one other pure and just 
The power to bond the sane to what is insane
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Attaining its limits the word turns silent
And a hidden bond creates its very codes 
Wearing the scents of a serene island 
A magic wave my pains and griefs erodes
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  • Author: Besma@ (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 23rd, 2023 10:30
  • Category: Unclassified
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