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Whispers From The Soul

By Diya Amy Shayin


Glimmering the shadows.

Steep through the path.

Pierced through the eye. 

The heart bloomed there.

The sky turned pink, 

As the lavenders blink.

Shining soul, the mystery. 

Hidden beneath the heart,

Is the soul of pain.


Shimmering through meadows,

The tears behind wrath.

To say the last goodbye.

The light hides here.

The spilling of ink,

Wiped within a wink.

The stories turned history,

The bloom split apart.

One filled with vain.


The only solution here-

To console the soul,

Is the whispers from the soul.


By Diya Amy Shayin

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