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We pay no heed towards the soul

Bowing our heads in this horrid cold

But deep within it lies untold

For it is unconquerable even by death ,were told

It will forever exist

Even if trampled by harshest of fists

For it is pure but covered in mist

By illusions in our life’’s list

Gloomy it looks perturbed by desires

Melting away in the worldly fire

Sometimes we see a ray of light

But can we really find respite?

We are often told to see

The positive sight that seems so glee

For that we must really believe

The unconquerable soul can never be seized