Ordinary soul - A Poem

ORDINARY SOUL

My  beautiful  mind

Filled  with  vague  perceptions

My  beautiful  people

Doing  mercenary  transactions

No  one  cares,  No  one  dares

No  one  ever  tried

No  one  holds  up  their  ‘self’

Which  for  money , ever  cried

Little  God  is  in  the  world

Ruining  love  and  god’s  fame

I  still  love  that  little

And  Money  is  his  name.

Holding  the  holy  book  in  hand

Sitting  with  jealousy ,

Am  trying  to  stand.

Wavering  knowledge  makes  me  sinner

Amassed  a  heaps  of  ego  inside

Forced  me  to  simmer.

Dining,  partying,  dancing  and  loving

Striving  to  be  on  the  top

Trying  to  be  isolate.

Forgetting  the  lovely  god  in  you

Am  trying  to  meditate.

The  soul  of  ours  is  trying  to  knock

Door  is  clenched  with  ego’s  lock

Take  a  break  from  temple’s  door

Visit  the  hearty  people’s  flock.

Forget  to  be  on  the  zenith

Forget  about  the  top.

Take  an  ordinary  soul  with  you

The  way  of  love  is  coming  through.

God  is  in  the  way  of  life

God  is  in  the  whole.

Never  try  to  isolate

Mr. extraordinary  fool,

because

Zenith  lies  in  the ordinary ‘soul’

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Dr.Singh

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