When I Will Die Poem by Mohammad Younus

I am your rest house
Where will you rest, my soul, when I will die
I am your spring
Where will you get water, when I go dry
I am your lute
Where will you produce melody, when I break
I am your light house
Where will you show light, when I crumble down
I am your tongue
Where will you speak, when my tongue stops
I am your eyes
Where will you see, when my eyes go blind
I am your ears
Where will you hear، when my ears go deaf
I am your heart
Where will you grant knowledge, when my heart be dead
O my soul
I cannot exist without you، so you cannot exist without me

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