I was born to be buried
Am living to die
And breathing to be tested
Eventually, I'll fade away
Maria Yousuf
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Everyday I pour my thoughts and sentiments on paper. Engraving them with my hold. Exhuming them from my soul. Creating them into poems and much more... Blazing Sapphire
No one came here with superiority -
ReplyDeleteOr no one came into this world "Popular"
It is not the start of the day that counts -
The only thing that is going to be counted are our "good Deeds" - at the end of the day.
Don't become someone's memory but spend your time with them precisely - so that when you die, they cry, cry not because you've died. But because you've left their sides and no one can fill it.
Great Work.
I wouldn't want tears over my corpse
ReplyDeleteWouldn't want wails biding me goodbye
I wouldn't want sorrow shadowing my coffin
Or thoughts of a sad demise
I'd want smiles on the faces of my fare wells
Would want joy to shelter my memory
I'd want gratitude for my final journey
And prayers of forgiveness as my canopy
Thanks :)
There is always Sorrow...Shadowing a coffin. It can't be removed. If it was Possible - People would have already done it.
ReplyDeleteNo person goes and buries someone without shedding a tear.
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This one is totally unrelated but it reminds me of death.
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The Sorrow gets higher day by day
I cry on the ones that died a year ago -
When A Bomb hit A Mosque Yesterday
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I'll be the happiest when I die. That's why i don't people to be sad when I do
ReplyDeletei love that last poem
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