What ?
you life.
You are just a soul, life
And every body in this world is a soul
as you are life
And at this moment you are the soul of my body, life.
But maybe for a second you may be the soul of another body, my life.
You are life in my body also in the form of a soul.
And let your soul live as per its wish in this body.
you life
And who knows whether this soul will be present in this body tomorrow or not.
Your soul flows in my body like a wind of breath.
And this life is like Gujarati with time
The poison of death is slowly creeping into my body.
And now your soul also leaves my body, this life.
But there is no one in my body, let alone this soul.
This soul of yours is happy with life in this body.
About the Creator
Vichaar
of these thoughts that human has become the most important species in the world, it is these thoughts that have made man the son of God or the son of Satan, therefore whatever your thoughts may be, they are important.
I am write my thoughts
The Dangling Bead
My life is splashing before my eyes, as I precariously suspend and prepare for the end, the consumption of my Self and identity. I know that gravity will be the victor in this struggle. Like a pendant, slipping from the chain, the tension has caught me in this moment, bestowing one last gift of reflection. I cling desperately, questioning my purpose. Searching for comfort. And I remember…
By Leslie Staven6 days ago in Fiction
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