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Najam Us Saher

Classics Inspirational Others


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Najam Us Saher

Classics Inspirational Others


Unattended Graves

Unattended Graves

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What is more saddening? 

To be unable to see you for the last time 

Or to leave no flowers at your grave. 

When others returned at recovery, 

I had hopes you will too.

The day turned black; 

Deafening silence around Wishing all

I heard would be untrue

It was when the soul was taken from you.

It seems like you are out, 

Would be coming home late 

Even if I waited a hundred years

My misery would remain in its actual state. 

For the lifetime I will question why

You couldn't get a proper funeral 

Since then I started wearing black 

For that day it couldn't happen so 

Lucky are those who get to mourn at people's grave 

Rather than having none Where shall I place the rose of our eternal love? 

Where shall I find the tombstone of your name? 

A virus took away your life And I am unable to see you again. 

I curse its existence, C

Countless lives traumatic to lose their beloved. 

I could not take care of you when you fell ill,

You pushed me away, 

Said me to stand still, 

You do not know how I craved to touch you, 

I wouldn't care if my life would be taken along with you. 

You distanced yourself from me before they took you away, 

People gave me hope, 

Reassuring words the least they could say.

The home already felt lonely, 

Now it has consumed me with your absence.

You welcomed your death being brave

Now where shall I go? 

Where would I find your grave? 

Where shall I place the flowers that we grew? 

I couldn't have that last privilege.

To look at the earth that covered you

All I have are our memories, 

That constantly plays in my head in loop...

Oh! What this abhorrent parasite has done 

Uprooted relations, made souls lonely 

Oh great precious time, revise yourself 

Return the souls, hear my plea....


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