Up above the carpet trees
Loud and clear said the breeze.
Are you coming or not in the lonely dark,
Where the mistress of beauty
Behold the keys, of the rest.
In her heavens which are seized
And Where you rest in peace.
Beholding her beauty on your face
But you are at the end
Like the salmons back to there,
Where they came from
Same for the man, in the world.
Sent by the God and back to God,
So why to feel pain f
If you have a relief, in hand
So time to think and make some deeds
Those which good mans repeat,
in end! Rest in peace is the only word which means.
-- Sohail Sayeed
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