My funeral.
So what if I will die,
People will worry to make me burry,
Some will worry about my grave and others will how to take,
My name will be announce on mosques speakers,
Everyone will be in hurry for the funeral prayer
At first they will mourn and cry and then the worry to fill up stomach as now tears got dry.
At evening their worry will increase, how to manage the guests sleep,
The rice and chicken will be cook and roast
As it's time for the family honour to boast
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Maya's Madness
PoetryYea, I am a romantic soul but to me, romance is not associated with any person, rather it's a feeling which surges into me after watching at the stars, moon, sun and the butterflies... My poetry is my way to express my emotions... Whether I feel sa...
