The Voice He Owned Poem by Hanif Hassan Barbhuiya

The voice he owned
Deep within his soul
To answer it, for he couldn't wake
Mocking in echo of his own
Trembled within himself
A fire, he burned in ache
Nothing came over
Nothing of what he cried
Flawed emotion rested
Lamenting over the other side
He pushed, crumpled his wishes
Pledged never to look back
Never to sell his soul
The dawn that neared upon
Like a pouring waterfall
Lost were all, gone was his soul
The voice that he owned
Himself and forever atoned