desert
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The Roaring Storm
Let tyrants rule the desert they’ve made, Let chosen ones possess paradise they’ve claimed, Their palms are still smeared with innocents blood, O narcissius loiters why are you not afraid? Although you look masters but are in truth slaves, You are pursuing throne of ash,an endless chase, For all the path of glory lead but …
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Broodings of a lone heart
Lonely,open,vast and free, One’s life like desert so gruelling, As sandstorms passed with winds raging, My heart withstood the tortous jeering, Painting me black every morning and evening, Where empathy rays were always missing, With every trials surely Allah is guiding, He gave me strength to endure suffering, Thy will not mine,The King of Kings,…
uzmasaad 