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There is no hope
There is no options left
There is a certain day of death
Why doesn't sleep come all night?
At first I used to laugh on my heart
It doesn't matter now
I know the reward of obedience and asceticism
But nature does not come here
That's the way it is I am silent
Otherwise I don't know how to talk
Why don't I shout that I remember
Just my voice will not be heard
I'm there, from where I am too I don't know anything
Die on Longing to die
Death comes but does not come
Will you go to the Ka'bah with your face defeated?
But do not you ashamed
About the Creator
Md Feroz
Poet.


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