A Troubled Soul Knows Only War Poem by Mohammad Younus

A troubled soul knows only war,
when shadows linger low.
Without light to guide the heart,
hostility will only grow.

Yet if the flame ignites within,
the darkness cannot reign.
The raging nafs will calm and thin,
quenched by mercy's rain.

Peace will bloom within your chest,
like dawn's quiet breath.
And in that hush, the world will rest,
freed from strife and death.

Let light descend where shadows dwell—
each ember softly curled.
For when the heart holds peace,
so too does all the world.

MyKoul