Death is a blessing
I want to rest
My life is over
I gave it my best.
I gave it my best
I gave all I had
But one by one
Things became bad.
Death is a blessing
I want to rest
My life is over
I gave it my best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A nice poem. One who has given his/her best, need not worry. Instead of giving one's best, when things start getting bad, death becomes a better option, although death is absolutely in God's domain.