I was sleepy and
I was being so decorated.....,
with great love
I was being bathed....,
Did not know
what a strange game was going on in my house.....,
Like the children
I was being raised on the shoulder.....,
Had everybody with me
at that time...
Yet I was being forgotten
by everyone's mind....,
Which never saw me
with love eyes....
From their heart also,
Love was being looted at me...,
Did not know
Why was everyone surprised by seeing me in sleep?
I was being awakened
by weeping loudly....,
My soul was scared
seeing that scene....,
Where I was being slept forever.....,
The hearts
in which I was affectionate....
By the hands of those hearts,
I was being buried today.
Had got life,
To do something work for someone's.....
But time is passing,
To earn pieces of paper....
What will you do
by earning so much money?
There is no pocket in the shroud,
not cupboard in the grave....
And Death's angels do not even accept bribe.
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