I Have No Land Poem by Asma Khan

I am a trance of smoke
with all the words that choke

It's hard to say what I feel
nothing happens, no matter to whomever I appeal

They said I have to leave
hearing this, my heart came up to my sleeve

On this soil I have lived all this while
and so many memories of a lifetime to compile

To stay, is it not my right to ask?
I wore true belonging to this land and no mask

For all my loyality, that's not the reward
Please don't let me out with no mile no yard

I have no address neither do I carry a name
yet I burn my candle under the hope's flame

People are homeless but I have no land
I am awarded sufferance for loving this sand

Bury me here, if the last wish may count?
my love was eternal to this soil with no numbers, no amount!

Still, I say, live long the desert crown
be a moon, a sun or a pride with nothing wears you down