
The void that calms a paining soul,
Void that calms a precise madness,
Void that dismantles
Chains of disjointedness,
For all dis-joy is slain away to ashes
And left is no room for internal sobs.
Emptiness.
©Mustafa Khan A.
Poetry by Mustafa Khan Abdurahman

The void that calms a paining soul,
Void that calms a precise madness,
Void that dismantles
Chains of disjointedness,
For all dis-joy is slain away to ashes
And left is no room for internal sobs.
Emptiness.
©Mustafa Khan A.