The Soul Underrated

Covered in a bouquet of flowers,

only I could give them a hug

a peaceful and chaotic one

warm and cold one

messed and cleaned one

yes, the imperfect one

 

As I was the soul underrated

being asked and given to

hidden and seeked

loved and hated

 

Between the swirls of windy dust

through the chuckles of soft laughter

above the night sky with heavy clouds

within the depths of oceans,

I was there like a soul underrated

 

I stood there like a beautiful mess

mixed with flavours and fragrances

a dilemma it was for me,

as I was the soul underrated

 

Everything in one frame

like the finest shining diamond

in a dirty muddy ground

a soul straight from heaven and hell

a soul of now and then

a soul here and there

a soul with love and hate

 

Now into the eternity and infinity

disapeared forever,

for I was the soul underrated.