My Heart Grows More And More Heavy Poem by Mohammad Younus
My Heart Grows More And More Heavy
My heart grows more and more heavy,
I am troubled by nightmarish visions,
I see martyrs, whose eyes stare at me,
From their coffins, peeping through their shrouds,
'Put aside your books and get up to bid us adieu',
They raise their heads and whisper me softly,
Then they leave me behind in the dreadful nightmare,
Of endless and overwhelming agonies
Mykoul
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People leave and leave us devastated. Our hearts are imprinted with their memories. God bless their souls.