A Song Of Soul Poem by Neelam Dadhwal

Poetry a song of the soul
does not looks for bearing of or no of mankind
simply dissolves like whiff in air
carries a fistful of shine and armor on its shoulder
a laugh around corner or jostling through crowd
to far reverberation of spring of life
following unless trail of ancient sounds
that still grows and magnificent through pillars across
a thin line running through mind of
figures unspoken, in zest of music and dance.


It is lori of maa at night
longing of lovelorn girl,
spirit of life in young and ardor of old
rhythm of civilization, mimic of nature
it is sometimes how we can rise from oblivion.