Journey To Death Poem by Rida Hamid Javaid

Listen!
O' Passenger!
Thou will in danger.
Since the creation of soil,
Immense engulfed in foil.
Journey of this world
Full of thrilled and curled,
Thy birth it starts,
When bud thou was,
Thy death it ends,
When thou fully ache.
No matter!
How thou fame,
Treatment with thou,
Will be same.
Gone tomorrow,
here today,
In this world thou' re not to stay.
Nobody will make thou save,
Thy destination will only grave.


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