My Soul Poem by Moahammad Maleki

My Soul



I hate leading nor obeying

Obidience, loathful
Governing or reigning, disguestful

One who is not direful for himself, shall not be frightening for others

One who provokes fears, deserves to reign over men

But, i hate reigning over some be-fooled

I whould like living like a wolf in a droughty desert

I whould like living like an austere while forsaken in a dark wilderness

Isn't it more lucrative? ? ?
Absorbing thy own soul toward thy holy being
Consoling thyself alone
In poverty and majestic throne? ? ?

Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: human
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