My Soul is Tired, poetry written by Masooma Ali at

My Soul is Tired

My Soul is Tired

written by: Masooma Ali


My soul is tired
Tired of this hollow man
Setting cage and rules
To keep off, my body
Bound with his authorities.
In the name of custom and religion,
Shed me up with blood
Stone me in public
Squash me like an object
Burn me to prove his wrath

This body is weighing my soul,
Screaming out this heavy the pain
It wants to shed to the point
Till my soul creeps out of my skin

I got dissolved with evils
Of these beasts, to dance
With the rhyme of their tone
I pray, I should return to my Lord
With those ashes of heaven
He Created Me of…

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