Whispers of Your Soul
At the finical phase of my life while alone or in crowd
I feel I’m attending a class about the fair and the fraud
It’s not easy to judge what’s it’s like to be bad or good
But there’s a thin line between the two to conclude.
To save or help a man, one doesn’t need to be a savior
To do some evil thing, one doesn’t need to be a sinner.
It’s all about the way you think, how you feel to help
But some call it naivety to cover for their dark yelps.
Think not about whether the person deserves amiss
Helping a person in need has nothing to do who he is
Never measure the benefits to get return but this only
That it’s a unique trait that’s not given to all wholly.
Well, Listen well and hear the whispers of your soul
And just keep your quietude to keep you whole.
Sometimes may come in dreams as an answer to prayers
Or when you’re alone, you may feel them somewhere.
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December 19, 2014
Form: Rhyme
First Place Win
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014
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