MASOOMA ALI

MASOOMA ALI

Striving For Survival

Man,

"I inhale the poison

I breathe the deaths

I am slain breathing

I'm latched into the rooms for survival

It seems the world has been buried alive,

Nature has burnt so wild

As if beasts have swollen all the peace and beauties of the world

Uh, Tell me where these felons have gone?

Earth cries it's beauty

The sky cries it's purity

Nature cries it's fertility

And so man cries his survival

God, address me a world to escape in

A place, I can breath save

Where I can skip the deaths

Where I inhale the peace.

This earth has turned to a nightmare

This land has been filled by dead bodies

Man is afraid of man now"

God to man,

"But what about this world that you have simmered?

What about nature you have amassed poison on

And what about the earth you rinsed by your offence activities

I created heaven for you

You smeared it out

And then I created and sent you on the earth

You have swollen it too

Uh, my child

You never learnt how to live

In every age, you prove to be the Adam and eve's, breed

This world is yours

And you, of this world

This nature belongs to you

And you to nature

Escape is not a way to survival

When it aches, you seek for cure

You have harmed the earth and nature so deep

Now dive to its roots and find the wound

Kiss and cure them, all the way up

Share pieces of your love and care for the earth and nature

Believe me, it will sustain you by its grace fruits of love

Soothe it

For it will soothe you and your breed

Take Me To My Town

Take me to my town

I have lost my way

I was sent and told

Of a beautiful world

A world full of human

Peace and love

Beating in every hearts

I whirled to the cliffs and oceans

And sky and deserts

And every inch of world

Striving for survival

But, I couldn’t find peace and a place for survival

My bones are shivering

Carrying on this barren road

There are screams of hunger

The voices of war

The bullets and blasts

Uh, creeping out of my soul

Take me to my town

I have lost my way

Here it is so dark

I’m so afraid of this way

Gloomy faces, gloomy souls

Governing their kingdom

Cheers-sing innocent blood

In their diamond cabernet glasses

They killed my family

Just for the little piece of their land

They washed all my beaming hopes

With the dark blood

Rolled down from my eyes

Of their fears

And their stormy wrath

O men,

I was sent from heaven

With a bunch of daffodils in hand

To share my part of peace and love

You blooded them

With your tumult

My heart is stained

By blood and blood

Even flowers are lost

In this valley of blinds and stoned hearts

Here’s me among evils

A single surviving Rose

Raising my hand for calling my Lord

To take me out of

This chaotic world

It seems he too has left

The kingdom of stones and blinds

Please, would you take me to my own town?

I have lost my way

Rebuke

Do you know a world

Where I can find peace of my mind and soul?

Do you know a world

Where words are beautiful and beautiful are the hearts?

Do you know a world

Where people speak in flowers and bloom the hearts and the souls?

Do you know a world

Where the arrogant tongues are burnt with the flame of love and compassion

Do you know a world

Where my heart no more fears of malicious talks

Do you know a world

Where my tired heart, no more stive for survival

Do you know a world

Where there are no poor hearts but all are filled with precious gems of words

Do you know a world

Where tattered hearts are embodied with pieces of love

Would you please take me to a world

Where people speak love and peace

Where hearts are pure and pure are faces

Where no one skips for survival anymore

Where words are uttered for therapy

Where God Himself lands in the hearts for blooming hearts with love and love

Where the slang words are banned

To cease the breaking of hearts?

And where the hearts are filled with beauties of love and peace...

MASOOMA ALI

MASOOMA ALI is a young poetess from Pakistan. She is an MPhil student in SBKWU in the field English Literature. She is a published poet. Her book, “Essence Of Love” depicts all the sweetness of love and a lesson for humanity, tranquillity and peace. Despite her poetry and being an MPhil student, she has served as teaching for 7 to 8 years. She is of the opinion that educating the generation is a sacred job that I love the most among all the jobs and so she will proceed with this delightful journey.