Souls Poem by Aarif Ameen

Souls

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17 December 2009

Souls

Life is a captured in the prison of fate
It flies like a bird but feels like a cat
We are uncountable in number
All without love, without soul mates

All my friends are love beggars
This is something that I hate
If they left me then what’s bad?
Death takes us up but souls wait

S. Aarif Ameen (Zahid)

Thursday, December 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: cat
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