~~ Soul of a woman ~~

I smile. I cry. I laugh. I dance. I sing. I jump around. I write. I express. I think a lot. I am pure. I am corrupted. I am a devil, yet in a divine way. I am a woman who is practical, emotional, confused and yet sure of everything. To find out more you need to peep into the "Soul of A Woman".

A woman thinks, feels and calculates a lot more than she expresses. She is as deep as the ocean. She is more about the depth than what is visible on the surface. So, feel free to dive in.
~Soul of A Woman - You can never know it enough!~

It's the same soul but the face is new..
a million thoughts pass by,
but expressible are just few..
some are told, some not,
some just die like a malnutrition tot.
but not for long,
not enough..
they can't be killed..
so..
deal with them..
love them..
talk to them..
and try to understand..
it's your mind..
it's your soul..
oh yes...
The Soul of a Woman...

Of realizations,
and a few steps watched,
a new journey,
and someone special beside.
Hopes anew,
and soul reflected,
in the eyes.
I still smile,
with my heart.

I care, I share,
I am genuine inside.
I hurt, I heal.
I love, I desire.
I like to please,
and get admired.
In short, I am,
yet a human,
yet alive..

It hasn’t turned me,
into a machine,
the heartless materialism around.

Even today,
I look at myself,
in the mirror,
and wish,
“Gosh! Don’t change,
not for anyone, my dear,
I treasure you.”

26 years gone,
and may be the innocence,
has gathered some dust,
and the purity has,
withered off a little.
But yet, I am "me"
and don't want to be,
anything else.

May be wrong,
with a million flaws,
and confusions, I may be.
But at night when I close my eyes,
I dream of a new day,
where I am "me".
And almost each day,
in these years,
it has been a reality,
my dream.

I am the smile,
mixed with a few wet tears.
I am the dew,
under your morning feet.
I am the petal,
getting soft at your touch.
I am, what you are,
when happiness dawns...