UROOJ IMDAD,S POETRY

(THIS POEM IS WRITTEN BY :UROOJ IMDAD) 

"END OF LIFE"

The most important day of my life

When life itself wasn't in my inside.

I was killed in a suicide bomb blast.

Death came quick, death came quite fast.

I knew my soul had gone and I had died.

I knew my parents bitterly cried.

I won't have been the victim of this crime.

If they could just bring back the time.

And so my soul flew high and high.

And to this world I said a goodbye.

I stopped when I reached a magnificent door.

And then I heard a very loud roar.

'Tell me which one will you try?

Heaven is beauty and hell will make you cry.'

Hell is nowhere, I could not find

But Heaven is always in our mind.

I thought hard and chosed hell.

And back in this world I fell.

That was the place where I have died.

I saw my body and I sighed.

My skin was burnt for which I was sad.

Blood streamed out from my head.

I never thought this was what I'll meet,

Then I found my body was incomplete.

My both hands were no more there.

And so I struggled to find the pair.

But there were so many that I could find not mine.

Of my little hands there was no sign.

I cried, 'Oh my God! I don't want this hell.'

And at that very time, I heard a bell.

I opened my eyes wide and wide.

Alarm bell was ringing at my side.

My mom cried, ‘Wake up, dear

The plane of Benazir is almost there.'

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