Illustrations and Poems : Framed mini art

"The Beautiful Soul"

It should have been few times
Your heart is sore from too much pain
Holding knees with tears and staring at the air plays around 

But why do you still feel warm if you notice it
Even after everything has been teared apart

I know you are wondering

Because
Your world has just began
It have to be cherished
It is filled with those stories of the beginnings

Be brave, beautiful soul
till the end of the world
Go, just go and run through
With your Immaculate tender heart