Sleeping on her bed while crying,
you know what was the first thing which came into her mind,
who will cry when she will die?
then suddenly one voice came up,
Darling only few people will cry this world is full of selfish people
she said why no one will cry for me why? i even gave up my dreams for this world
then voice came up again,
No never give up your dreams for this selfish world
if you really want someone will think of you when you will die,
Live your life such a way that when you die the world cries and you rejoice'
~huda tanzeem :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem