it has been eight days since my ailing grandma died ,i have returned from my maternity and i find this evening like.........
i was asleep that morning when papa[abu]
woke me up to find that you have closed your eyes
in the deep slumber that is the death
i found you at the death bed
covered your face by the cloth
that to the grave remains with us
i dont know why in my eyes the tears
couldnt stay for pain in my heart
had come too the brim
today i find both rooms
of my heart empty
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2007-08-19 at 15:25
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IT HAS BEEN EIGHT DAYS
It has been eight days since you died grandmai was asleep that morning when papa[abu]
woke me up to find that you have closed your eyes
in the deep slumber that is the death
i found you at the death bed
covered your face by the cloth
that to the grave remains with us
i dont know why in my eyes the tears
couldnt stay for pain in my heart
had come too the brim
today i find both rooms
of my heart empty
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Read 488 times
Written on 2007-08-19 at 15:25
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