Samah Khan


Lost Earth - Poem by Samah Khan

I’ve lost a piece of earth within me
The sacred divinity that held my sanity in its sharp claws
But when they relaxed, I fell out through the troughs

Onto the hardcore centre, where there’s nothing but searing pain
And that faith which held me up still lingers,
Lightly brushing my soul like a fine painter would,
Stroking, caressing, calming the awakened beast inside of me

That shares my heart and my soul-and almost all of my brain
Except the small area refined for rationality,
Which, if lost, will cost me far more than what is visible-
It might cost me my soul.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 14, 2011


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