This poem was written based on a whole bunch of pictures. None of the pictures can be used in public as the photographer gave it to me only for personal use. Understand every two lines is based on a different picture and the last two lines I used the photographer’s video and putting it all together I made a video and sent it to her. This is the text version of the poem. Hope you all will enjoy this.
The Pure Soul.
The seasons over the plains wandered,
Caressing wild flowers and through winds singing,
Blooming smiles all around with color filled flowers,
And faces brightened in warmth of seasons passing.
Though the warmth of seasons faded,
And flowers only in bouquets seen,
The fallen lovers and their died romance,
Ah’ lessons of ‘morrows to come, well written.
Still in souls embedded were dreams weaved,
And in those dreams minds intoxicated,
Trying hard to keep feeling green,
Oh’ many died in mindless choices made.
Some faces only smiled and left,
Some faces used smiles as a veil,
Then there are those with their pure soul,
Makes everyone smile, unconditionally.