A SOUL LISTEN TO THE SPIRIT



A SOUL LISTEN TO THE SPIRIT

When to a rancor some soul do seem a flea,
She/he think on thee, and soon have no regret.
Thy tenderness are their faint soul’s trustee,
Thou art a feast that doth mine hunger wet.
Love aches, both when ‘tis here or gone astray,
Love, like a sprite, doth dance upon the heart,
Love is the powerful weapon of the world; if the human beings
Let souls have it. Thee beside me, comfort e’er is near.
Don’t forget to enter your sonnet into the Heaven

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There’s Kindness and Peace


There’s the peace, kindness so close and Far Away

There’s a kindness,peace so close and far away
There’s knowledge and wisdom far away
Where’s the respect for the human beings and their lives
Where dreams close in and float away
Where seconds feel like hours
and hours feel like days
Where white fades into gray
Where life seems to fade into nothing but dust
There’s a world far away