Farewell Poem by Mashiur Rahman

When i was Die
Five more bamboo sticks were still left on my grave,
My head was still wrapped in a shroud and viewed
Right then, yes, right then, on the south side of my grave, means foot side
Like a white horse car - which was a magnificent vehicle, whence it suddenly descended!
But not touching the ground, floating a little above the ground—
I was being a rose flower!
I sat in it and left the country of death....

Why would this happen? I was skeptical about death!
But why, I be taken to the land of death by the grace of a flying vehicle!
I am not a beggar of wealth, Lord!
I was rebellious
I was reckless
I have turned the truth around, despised the truth,
I've reversed all past futures
Even you!
Then.....
But I still witnessed to you!
I was looking for you.
Truly you are infinitely merciful and merciful.

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