Soul Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Soul is immortal, an uncontrolled, blame-free creation;
Declared, as immortal, and irreconcilable so far;
All the time moving from a body to another.
Disordered, unknowingly, always in conversation;
With the self and the divine for happiness.

Like a co-traveler always guides like;
Ram, Krishna and other lords, immortals.
Impostor, wild child, cursed to utter, inappropriateness;
Speaks to a fellow child and hurts,
Unaware about his own reality and its’.

But it takes the way towards, the immortals;
It is going to a library to talk to a wild,
Blame free child, in the school.
This world is like a cinema hall,
Mortal bodies come and play their part.

Fellow mortals see the show and laugh and depart;
And laughing is good for body and world.
So speak the immortal soul and order the fellow,
To go back to a Kindergarten for laughter and play
And realize and talk the wild, blame free soul.