• ahmedsiddique 5w


    Why you lament the dead
    when he shall snug in the earth's arm
    all the suffering will end,
    as he relish tranquility in the angel's farm.

    If the world is destined to perish
    so shall you my dear
    all the belongings today you cherish,
    Shall fade along the shedded tear.

    You shall deny my face,
    I shall not even look in your eyes
    When the judgement day shall race,
    You and I shall sentence for our lies.

    My figure shall dwell in your memory,
    and I shall left you in the misery.