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Best Poems Written by Nuha Saleha

Below are the all-time best Nuha Saleha poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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THE TOMB OF MIRRORS

There’s this voice that echoes inside of me,in the pit of my soul
He has long sharp nails, with which he tears down the walls of my heart,peice by piece
Every time my foot steps on the grass, greener than the day before
He pulls me down into the Earth
And I am submerged into the sea 
Filled with thousands of faces, faces I know ,but none of them I recognise
He caresses my face with his palms, softer than petals of a rose
And then ,he hold my hands so tightly that I see my veins and 
drop by drop my blood drips in the ocean
But I hold him back with every bit of my strength
And I listen to my screams he eats the flesh on my body
Using every ounce of strength in the skies and the stars, he opens the insides of my stomach
To reveal my intestines and all I see is….
Shame ,shame and so much shame and so much guilt 
That it transpires very bit of light around me
And for the very last time I kiss the sea back

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Justice ,denied

With bloody hands, rusty hair and a dammed soul
I walked out ,stepping on the rotten meat 
As my lungs struggled to breathe down the fragrance of the crime that I had committed
Blue and white lights flashed my eyes 
And a bullet pierced through my cranium
Punishing me for the crimes I had not committed, 
My lips have spoken no lies, though my heart is a liar
This land, these stars ,they are my witnesses
My scars give my testimony
I do not claim to be nor am I innocent
But if I am guilty ,I am of my humanity, which for you is an atrocity
I do not care of your judgment, only for nature’s impending monstrosity
They say history repeats itself
It surely dies, when you crown malevolent beast as saviours of humanity….

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IN THE LAND OF PEACE

Once upon a time
in a faraway land
There was an old man, who had forgotten how to speak
His eyes would stare into the sky, void of any emotion,
His scars turned wrinkles narrated an untold story
His hands, never steady, always counting 
Sometimes in the middle of the day, he would scream
But no sound would escape his mouth, his scream which had now become an unheard plea
And like someone had stabbed him, his eyes would cry blood
His head, barren like a desert ,was a witness to unseen ,unknown tragedies
There were rumours
Rumours, that there was a time when the sky was blue ,he used to sing
His voice sweeter than a nightingale
He would sing and roses would break out corpses
Then like a  perfect story, he was stolen
Like Moses from his mother 
Only he never came back , what did return was his flesh ,his soul lost in the ashes and cries
Broken people and destroyed places,
Tell a story of misery and hope
Cuz where he lays now, daisies are grown 
And a thousand seed of resistance are sown
You can never extinguish a flame that burns stronger than the day
For a land that awaits revolution