Grave : Ahsan Iftikhar
Death, are you? All dark, yes me What will it be? Gloomy and lonesome What off my people? They live,shall die What of my children? Follow you,indeed,in time My earning,my riches? Grave so small,riches shall stay So what to take? A trip so long A trip all grim Hands all empty Bare, all alone Take […]



