Unlatched soul

Unlatched soul

A Poem by Mustafa Merchant
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It’s not mine any more.

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My soulless body lies with a lifeless glare.
Conceals and confines the pain I bare.
It’s hard to keep my soul latched to me,
When you my soul keeper aren’t there.

It cares not for my physical being,
Just leaves me in flesh and bones unseen.
Abandoning me while it’s still anchored,
Bruised, emotional casualties it suffered.

Since the time of your departure,
My spirit wondered out of my structure.
Drifting in every direction of your being.
Leaving me empty, I doubt it’s even seeing

Wanting to know how you are,
When the weight of time sheds off,
Relentlessly seeking you, wondered so far
Brings me back the traces of how you are.

It’s hard to decide what do I miss more.
It’s you or my ever wondering soul.
That refuses to reside back in me.
That refuses to fill the emptiness in me.

It’s hard to decide, it’s hard to elect.
for loosing whom should I regret?
You? That chose me to reject.
Or my soul? that I cannot recollect.

The emptiness in me, the void in me.
Is carved in an exact shape of you,
Whom should I seek to replenish it with?
Nothing could ever fit in, but you.

This empty void space in me ,
Remains sealed but unfulfilled.
Every desire drenched in its darkeness,
Is brutally suffocated and killed.


















© 2018 Mustafa Merchant


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This whole concept and the whole poem is so creative. This shows how creative you are... To think that the soul of yours doesn't live in yourself anymore is just so dark, and the way you have structured it in a poem which is just so beautiful is just extraordinary! I loved this piece of art. It feels so Raw and so pure. At some points of the poem, you have added some ironical features in it and when I read them I was mind blown. This is true raw art. Just keep writing!

Posted 6 Years Ago


The feeling you have described throughout the poem of your soul being away from you and how empty you really feel is very wonderfully expressed.
In some places, the rhyme disappeared but still the flow of the poem was neat.
The longing you have for the soul and the soul keeper is effectively felt by the readers. Very creative and heart touching poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Mustafa Merchant

6 Years Ago

Thanks najam. Have been eagerly awaiting for you review. As always
Najam Us Saher

6 Years Ago

You are always welcome. I keep waiting to read your works.
How are you?
I am not a fan of heartbreak poems becuz so many sound the same. But here is a perfect example of how I wish that the ARTFULNESS of a message would be the central characteristic of a poem, instead of whining or blaming. You really keep me entranced with what you might say next, all along, as I read. I love the title sentiment, which is a brilliant concept & used well thru-out your message. Even tho this is a heartbreak message, as it goes along, it seems to be more & more like a spoof of a heartbreak message, being a bit playful & flippant. I love this transformation. This is a really sophisticated flow of writing, yet also simply-stated & straightforward! (((HUGS))) fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Years Ago


Mustafa Merchant

6 Years Ago

Well no likes heart breaks msges, poem, songs. No matter how much relatable it is. No matter how dee.. read more
barleygirl

6 Years Ago

I hope you know that I am complimenting you in my review . . . I'm saying your poem is NOT like the .. read more
Mustafa Merchant

6 Years Ago

Yes yes. I do know that and I guess I forgot to thank you for that. I was just sharing that if atany.. read more

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Mustafa Merchant
Mustafa Merchant

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