That was passed too this one will also be passed by me,
The bridge was cracked at places any how it was crossed by me,
We come in the world to repay our previous debts,
But I am in habit of increasing my loans and thefts,
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Oh Angels! Your audit report lacks my poetry of good deeds. Preparing my soul for a new body with a new heart, LONG WAIT SIR TILL 2050 ALL SOULS HAVE BEEN BOOKED 10 billions IT'S going to be a long wait for you so till then stay here i wish you do i don't want the world to miss poets like uuuuuuuuuu bless you
Angels can audit the report of poetry. Cracked bridges can gain moment. Life can gain love and peace if we will chant Lord's naem. His name is most merciful.
'Turning your face from me you weep and you cry, Sweetheart turn your face, in your eyes there is a sky, Bring your forehead close to me I want to encrypt, I want to acknowledge your love on a stamped receipt.' - The poem ends so beautifully! The poem is about the anticipated final moments of the poet's life and the poet wants to encrypt his acknowledgement of love on his beloved's forehead. How sweet a thought that is!