The Soul1 min 397 1 min 397
A soul rescued from all the shackles,
Burnt in the heat of purgation,
Discarded luxuries of trivial life,
Sailed towards its summit with a sigh.
A new zone, a new life, a new journey to initiate,
Free from the world's ordeals to breathe an air of nonchalance.
Craving for materialism or vitality of living,
Now all seem futile
The 'SOUL' has a new horizon, where it is indeed ALIVE.