The City of Inner Peace

Most prayed as place where the heart can rest

Brightest light that blesses the darkest nest

Dire need of tortured souls and hollow chest

Few can find the road to that gentle shore

Hides in patience, work, and so much more

So many go broke while searching its door

Travel cuts deep through sorrow and release

Tears, loss, and battles that do not cease

Pain is the price on the path to peace

Only way forward is through Khudi’s flame

Submission to Allah, obedience of same

Your demons in check, all devil in tame

• Khawaja Bilal Hussain