A Battle Between Soul And Death Poem by Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

My body has become a battle field.
Battle, a fierce battle, I cried in pain.
As death comes and fights to pull my soul.
Nothing happened as death has no gain.

I have been a heart and gastric patient.
My body burns with a wound of heart.
And my heart pains me with it's own reaction.
But soul and death wrestle part to part.

A great war of soul and death is to take place.
Death violently ordered to the soul to surrender.
But soul is not ready to surrender then war began.
Many souls and deaths saw the war and wonder.

What about my body? I shouted at them.
My body has been burning since long.
Listening this, death laughed happily.
Soul told me that death is doing you wrong.

You go away otherwise the death harms you.
Soul strongly pushed to the death and saved me.
I forever pray to God to give strength to my soul
I am very thankful to my soul to protect me like a bee.