Shake My Soul
Shake my soul
Drained of life
busy and monotonous,
I always sit in silence
to introspect,
Why the need
to exhaust ourselves?
When nothing
so essential than comfort,
And happiness of content
beyond this rat race,
Stands quietly at the door
and deep into heart.
But for only one peek
into our mortal being,
That will shake the stem
to shed dry leaves of greed,
Nurture few unblossomed buds
that didn't see an early spring,
to bloom in kindness.
As I sit in solitude
tired and absolutely broken,
Denied of love
having lost all wit,
Cherishing material joys,
in false pride and ego,
Will someone dare
give me a good shake?
Shhhhhh.......
Don't wake up my soul.......
Written August 10th, 2015
Contest- Shhhh
Sponsor - Silent one
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2015
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