Kalima

Noosely tied

Deep in my dark cloud

There hang Low The noose that tied

Freedom fighters from generations

Long gone

Here L lay nestled

Seeking comfort

From an unwanted womb

Abba ba bye

In the earths permanent tomb

Tied to eight

Yet so far apart

Struggling to breath suffocating, fighting

Forever fighting

Promised me forever

Placed my trust in his hold

Exhausted, broken

Here L hang low #gulnaharkhanpoetry

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