Farah sherazi

When I Think....... - Poem by Farah sherazi

Of my death, when i think,
When, no longer my eyes will blink,
When, i'll never turn yellow or pink,
When, i'll be no more asked to eat or drink,
Neither will i talk, nor will i walk,
Not even i'll smile, not even give it a trial,
I'll be of no value, i'll be useless,
About me, everybody will be totally careless,
Tears will fall, but without a pain,
I'll be indeed a mess but i'll complain,
For, when i was alive, i was valued,
Now i am dead, iam ignored,
My own blood will burry me in,
Deep into the ground where i never wished to live,
But i'll have feelings of satisfaction,
As Who loves me the most, I'll be in His protection,
My Allah, Allah The Almighty,
Will forgive me as He loves me,
Will make me happy, make me feel glee,
So, for me the death,
Is not as dreadful as i visualized,
Because there is my Lord,
To care for me even when i am not valued.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 20, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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