ON MY DEATH BED

A Poem by shagun

WHAT EVERY SINFUL PERSON THINKS ON HIS DEATH BED

ON MY DEATH BED I THINK,

ONCE LIFE WAS IN FULL SPRING,

ITS MY TIME TO DEPART FROM HERE,

CEMETERY IS CALLING MY NAME THERE,

I DO NOT KNOW WHICH WILL HEAVY IN WEIGHT,

MY VIRTUES OR SIN MADE IN ASTRAY,

THE ANGELS WOULD ASK ABOUT MY GOD,

WITH MY BODY SHIVERING COLD,

MY WORDS WOULD START TO STAMMER,

IN AN UNASWERED,RESTLESS MANNER,

WILL PRAY IN OLD,NOW CAUSE ME REPENTANCE,

WHY TO CURSE GOD FOR MY OWN IGNORANCE

(MUNEEB TAHIR SALEEMI)