Syed Anwar Yarkhan Jilani
Rip - Poem by Syed Anwar Yarkhan Jilani
Ask the lamp how much oil is left,
Burrow the soul to hit breaths left.
Enquire from cloth around the corpse
Of gloomy life and the peace now felt.
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