The time when death comes
- नयाGen Productions
- Jul 20, 2018
- 1 min read
The time when death comes you must sit near me for some time
The fingers which have scooped hot coal are numb with cold.
In the end it is trying to caress you. In my last breath I could smell your scent..!
The time when death comes you must sit near me for some time
In the eyes which will never open your image is permanently there
These ears won’t hear even a single tune. I’m closing it with the stamp of your voice
In my thoughts intelligence and thoughts are pouring clear thinking
The time when death comes you must sit near me for some time
My sweet kisses will increase with the spelling of your name again and again
With deep footsteps love is coming my way
My ways are coming your way love for my footprints to make a mark
My ways are coming your way love for my footprints to make a mark
That is enough to resurrect his body which is buried in soil
The time when death comes you must sit near me for some time
The time when death comes you must sit near me for some time
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