Imagine if we all looked like our souls.
Would it be scarred or would it be cold to the touch?
Would all the pieces of your soul be intact?
No, I don't think so. How can it be?
You must have loved and you must have lost,
And with that loss, you lost a tiny part of your soul too!
And being in love too, makes you lose a tiny part of you!
Would your soul look as beautiful and as pure as it was the day you were born?
But we have all committed mistakes,
Have our share of sins that we wouldn't dare disclose!
Our souls would look like a pristine cloth with blots.
Hence, we would look like soul figurines who have scars to heal but are proud to wear them,
Just like the sky has scars in the form of stars,
But is proud to wear them as they look so beautiful.