Qurrathul Ain

Our hearts were,

as pure as white,

a slash of grey there, 

a slash of brown here.


Days went past us,

As a result of our actions,

Our hearts turned black,

While we commit unforgivable and heartless sins,

If we dig deeper into the disgusting pit,

We'll find our true pious selves,

We'll find our conscience.


Clean off the hearts of the filth,

We'll know what is love,

What is peace,

What is humanity,

What is good and what is bad,

You'll find it buried deep in you,

We were all good,

like the life just entering the world.

  • Author: Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 26th, 2024 01:31
  • Comment from author about the poem: We are all good. We all started from there. Situations make people do things that are inhuman. But it all comes down to reflecting on one's actions and making an attempt to do better, repent and turn back to the good side of us. Undoubtedly, goodness triumphs in the end.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 6
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  • Alan R

    I like the emphasis on self reflection

  • Meera Mere

    Amazing poem Qurrathul Ain
    "If we dig deeper into the disgusting pit,

    We'll find our true pious selves,"
    Just loved it❤️

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