Wake Up Little Soul

Wake Up Little Soul short poem

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Wake up little soul and watch life go by,
People coming, people going,
Each day with a sigh!

Wake up little soul and spread some cheer,
Life is too short,
To waste in tears.

Wake up little soul and dare to dream a little high,
Stir yourself within,
And watch miracles say Hi!

Wake up little soul and fix what is broken,
It is never too late to understand,
That many a times things are left unspoken.

Wake up little soul and dare to be different,
If all of us are to be the same,
Then, where is our imprint?

Wake up little soul, wake up little soul,
If you remain asleep,
Then life will lose its control!
So Wake up little soul, wake up little soul…

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Stirring the soul awake from its slumber…Good to read!


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