When I'll Die Poem by iqra hassan

When I die..
When I‘ll die,
Let them talk about me,
In the most respect-slaughtering manner..
Let them say "she was not a loss"
Many of us die with bad names don't we?
When I‘ll die,
Let them say she was a dark beauty,
Some souls are always running amok,
They never find a body to rest in,
But understanding them is not a shallow mind's duty,
When I'll die,
Let them say she will go to hell,
I have been carrying fire inside me,
They are unaware that hell is not a place but a feeling,
How many are living with it, you cannot tell..
When I'll die,
Let them write on my tomb,
"I have been dying these many years,
Now, I shall live",
Live eternity, in thy womb..

IQRA.