Poetry

Ravens For Sins

Wherever you are, at any place!
Ravens will be there, if there is a lil’ space.

I hope they won’t hurt you
But they hurt me the most

Sometimes they are sweet
Sometimes demons on the streets

Ravens are those thoughts
Those make you cry no matter what

When they seem sweet, you don’t understand,
What’s behind their heart’s walls

Ravens got thousands faces
Since Adam, they exist.

Raven killed Habel,
It reported first murder crime.

Raven killed Hussain and his fellows
On the ground of k’rbo-Bala

Raven saw all that happen
When they punished Jesus

Raven was Rawan once
Raven was name of fear

But if you control over your thoughts
You may get pigeons only, in your life

Symbol of peace, pure white
Like your thoughts like Kryptonite.

© Shuhab Abro