The flaring soul

How immense his thoughts were,
that he could see a world of ecstasy
even through a keyhole.
How gentle his soul was,
that he had tears from his right eye
seeing a child play with a balloon.
And how cold hearted the
bitter world has turned him into,
that he is now unconcerned
and callous even if the bodies
are turning into ashes mingling with
the smoke from his burning solicituous soul.!

©aryan_bhagath_writes