In the screaming bright day,
I'm lying in the dark clay,
My dear one's come to pray,
I can't listen to them today,
Buried alone here,
ThinkinG of Good deeds,
Which I made ever,
A little spark of light,
Darkness all around,
Only a little spark,
In the result of good deed,
Came toward me,
I asked the God,
What was that ?
Through which you lighted my grave,
And God replied,
Didn't you remember ?
When you were alone,
Crying brokenly,
And saying that,
As I'm crying,
I don't want anyone cry,
& want to bring happiness on,
Everyone's face,
& then u tried your best,
To do that work,
That was your good deed,
So that I loved you ❤

By : Muhadsa Naqvi .