"Soul"

My soul is alive
I'm full of Youth

Life is beautiful
colorful and vibrant too

But inside I know
I'm nothing but dead
Mortal joys, are my bread

everyday is a battle
resulting in a loss

everyday I weaken
as my soul rots

My conscience watches all
Yet remain tongue-tied

It wishes to purify me
with the just Soul and it has Tease

Written by Mohsin Ali 2009

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