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sole/soul (of a shoe)

 An elated feeling is a shoe so new, 

The feeling is free, though our steps askew; 

The shoe, unfazed is a comfort indeed 

But soon on puddles and mounds of dirt - 

Around which we shall skirt.

A shoe once new and specklessly clean, 

Drenched in dirt in the future foreseen. 

Stepping into the shoes of another person; 

Your feet might ache, or they might bounce high

But at the very end of the day, 

Your shoes will be the ones to carry you back home

To assist in flight.

The grooves we wear deep into the sole,

The bruises we leave forever on one's soul - 

Silently ignored, but the shape erodes;

Rougher and rougher as the days go. 

We run, we jump, we tread, we trip

Yet the sole remains intact; until one faithful day, 

The shoe gives away. 

It's taken enough, 

For once it was loyal, 

But patience is tough. 

Every mark you leave is permanent; 

Not everything's a scour; it could leave a scar, 

The one who stood by you throughout the days

Will tear away from you if you ever get that far.

Comments

  1. AnonymousSeptember 7, 2026 at 10:59 PM

    Excellent Shriyandhaa. Iam surprised at your wisdom for your age. You are a blessed child by God and you prove it. Keep writing.
    From
    Pushpa patti

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 7, 2026 at 11:16 PM

    Keep rocking. Excellent. Shankari

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  3. Rajeev NarayananSeptember 8, 2026 at 2:25 AM

    Super. May god bless you

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  4. Shyamala NSeptember 8, 2026 at 5:24 AM

    Fantastic da kanna kutty!! Your play of words , seamlessly transitioning to soul from sole and the parallelism that you have drawn between the two - Amazing !!! What all runs in the head of this little 13 year old ?!! Beautifully written da kannama!! Your sole bears the weight of every step you take on Earth, while your soul carries the weight of everywhere you have ever been!
    Thoroughly enjoyed reading the poem da pattu !! Keep writing !!
    Loads of love ,
    Shyamala aunty

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  5. AnonymousSeptember 8, 2026 at 8:36 AM

    Awesome journey from sole to soul!
    A soulful creation, Shriyandhaa
    Savi patti

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