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Repentance

Poet: Irfan Ali By: Irfan Ali, Rawalpindi

One day I will dye
I will breath my last
There is darkness there
I can see with closed eyes
I heard a sudden blast
scattering myself like a glass
Death has come
There is no Life
There is no Life
No one comes to my grave
No one knocks the gate
I am alone in my resting place
Is this the reward? Is that the fate
I can not see the light of moon
Nor the rays of sun flowing in my room
Look the grave has changed into Gold
Very slowly It is becoming Cold
O Lord! It is the wealth which I saved
And kept it away from a slave
I lived world wide
Moving around with pride
I had a loud talk
My tone was always harsh
I repent my lord
Take my wealth
Take my son
Take it all
Forgive me
You are forgiving one

 

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04 Dec, 2008
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