Its My Time To Leave Poem by Fatima Obaid
Its My Time To Leave
everytime, looking at every death
i feel myself as the next
i shall be cleaned away
my dears shall cry
i shall be engraved in grave
i will listen the leaving footsteps
soon the accountancy will start
i will call them all
whom i loved in world
none will gonna hear me
everything around me will gonna scare me
the darkness, the tightness and the lonely me
no doors of escape shall be there for me
angels with questions shall arise
along with the copy of my deeds
watching my paper ill be shocked
not even a single second would be cropped
years, months, minutes and seconds
of my life will be shown to me
each action of mine shall be
a hard and tough question to me
and then there i will surely say to myself
'I should have done good to all and myself'
Though such thoughts doesn't suit to a girl of your age but no doubt in it that it's a wonderful poem. I suggest you should write poems on hopes of a lovely future life not on death. I wish you a happy, healthy and prosperous life.
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4/26/2024 6:27:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Outstanding poem...enjoyed reading it. everything around me will gonna scare me the darkness, the tightness and the lonely me no doors of escape shall be there for me angels with questions shall arise along with the copy of my deeds