Woke up the hearing of bell of death in mosque
He was running besides prickle and thorn in his way
Opened the door of his life with awesome hands
He is very happy with each bell of death
But, he didn’t remember come back this day
Which never can tell.
In each homes and houses prepare
To be laid to rest their graveyard
He burned the mid-night oil
To his death and life.
His sunbeam in hand of his wife
Preferred him well
Nay, remember angel of God
Will come to you with sanction
To take your soul and
spirit
Daunting with punishment within hell
And promising comfortable of heaven.
Remembering to improve your action.
Nay, you will succumb in the resurrection
Ashique sha
COFFIN VENDOR
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