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The Soul (For Loved who asked for this poem)

The soul is..

the engine that moves the body,
the truth about our identity,
the reason our heart beats
and our minds can think.
It is why we can use our senses
to learn and experience.

It is us in the purest form,
not the one in the mirror.
The mortal skins that we wear
are mere decorations of self.
The flesh can lie
but the soul speaks truth!

When our time in this world expires,
death is the moment when
the soul left the physical realm
to journey to another,
while our body lay frozen,
rotting in each passing seconds.

The soul will not perish,
it is immortal.
Only the flesh will cease
while the soul faces judgement
to be rewarded or punished
for the deeds done on earth.

The soul is the body's ignition key.
Without it, the skin is a mere shell
with no will of its own,
like a broken puppet on a shelf..

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Last few words: 
The writer of this poem writes to share his thoughts and his belief without any intention of convincing others to change their beliefs. The readers are free to decide what is truth in their own way.
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I like your vision of the soul it is a gentle way, it is also the way of many religions and beliefs.
If only all people would believe in themselves to a point of being a beaut spirit inside a shell.
Most religions vary only on the point of death, but we have to be different we are humon.
I shall wait to see what our Loved thinks of your write, your interpretation seems to be OK, the only part that is different is:-

while the soul face judgement
to be rewarded or punished
for the deeds done on earth.

This you will find has many variations in people and their leaders, sometimes causing outrage, my own way as I have been told by the Children is that we judge ourselves, there is no boss just a position of like spirits in forever land.
We are here to progress our souls to a higher level, if you murder then you will be with like souls, if you are good the same effect,
It would take a book to talk of the things I have learnt over the years but the greedy make it impossible to do so.
Your thoughts are good Alid and I will talk with you one day, there on the dusty street you may see a gathering of a few having a glass of tea and talking, I will join you there if you call me, lol
Take care and go well, Yours as always Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Thanks for the visit and the comments. My knowledge is based on what I have been taught. I was told that there are more than one realm.
First is the one we know as womb, where our physical attributes are created and our spirit become one with the body.
Second is the mortal realm, here where we will live our lives and our deeds are being witnessed and recorded by the angels.
Third, is the realm known as "Alam Kubur" or realm of the dead which we will enter upon our death and we will be questioned about our life in the mortal realm, be it good or bad, we will faced rewards and punishment there while waiting for the mortal world to end.If we have been good, our graves will be one of heaven's gardens, if we are bad, our graves will be one of the pits of hells
Fourth is what we called "Barzakh" or what you call "the Judgement Day". We will only enter this realm after the armageddon and we will be gathered at the field called "Mahsyar" for the final judgement.
Fifth, is either hell or heaven, depending on how we fare in Mahsyar.
There are more than one heaven and hell. Each is the reward or punishment in accordance to our own deeds from the smallest to the greatest among them.

This is the muslim's belief. Just sharing.


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Good for you.
Since I haven't had the chance recently let me point out the typos.

When our time in this world expire(s),

while the soul face(s) judgement

That's all the help I can offer. Good free form poem.

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I've done the edits.


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Of History
History is like an everlasting moss...
you remove the fungus....
it returns ...
and again new life is born.
which once again burns...
you are the one
who creates history
in your own turn

I must add
I have no vision
beyond your actually living admission
in human condition

you wait for me
then we will see
who is right
or those who confess
they know more FURTHER beyond
as they wild grow...
and about

But son YES SON...

keep following them
I pray
let Loved not come in thy way
For what the fucks LoveD knows
just fuck it and glorify your own
LET LOVED on the Earth alone
remain whole
who about the
All CONJECTURES I suppose.

Nah, you won't come in my way. That's not your style. Sure you'll ask but you won't say right or wrong because in the end thats where we're the same. We respect each other too much to allow our different beliefs screw our friendship.

Our thoughts may differ
but it doesn't make
any of us less human
or just a fake..

Let others bicker
we'll cling to peace
you and me, brother
hang on to our grip


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your soul
my whole!

dear brother.
Can't agree more!


Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words
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I like to share my thoughts but sometime, without realizing it, I went too far. Since this is a comment about our belief, I don't want to be misunderstood or be wrong in my comments.


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