One day I'll sleep so tight
That I'll wake up with no life
With countable people grieving beside me
That day I'll return to thee
And then he'll take care of me
As time will pass my family will stop grieving over me.
After some years they will even forget me.
The man I love, will marry someone else.
My existence, my appearance would be forgotten.
I'll be buried down in grave, being punished for my sins.
Or at one stage being awarded for my good deeds.
I'll either be sent in heaven or in hell.
This is the maze I'll never be able to leave.
This will go on people will die, someone will cry.
They'll return back to thee, like me.
And at the end, same thing will happen to them.
That happened with me, this will be the end.
Sehrish Ali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is the way of all flesh. Well written, Sehrish. Peace