Death

Death is inevitable

You cannot escape it

Not ever

It snatches you in an

empty grave

leaving you helpless and alone

But nevertheless it is

a fascinating thing.

The dying man

His blue eyes were

wide open

His skin was pale

just like a white ghost

His limbs, all cold

Death was an inch

away from him

And his whole life story

was spinning in his head

The angle of death had come

He was going to take the man

from this mundane world

To the heavens above.

My depressed state

I feel like

I am sinking

deeper and deeper

I am  gasping for air

I am clinging to an iron rod

My heart is in my throat

I open and shut my moth

I yearn for a life

But all I feel is death

You are not lost

For the boys and teachers and small children, who were brutally murdered by Taliban in Peshawar school. We salute you. Crush Taliban. Crush terrorism.

You are here

My boys

You will always be here

You died as a martyr

Your blood is fresh

Your message is alive

My boys

We will stand with you

united as one

The hope is alive

My boys

You are not lost

My boys

Your death tore us apart

but the light is here

And we are not gonna put it out.

You are here

My boys

You are not lost

Eulogy

Dearly departed Skitty,

I know I am quite late in writing this eulogy but I couldn’t write at the time of your death. I wasn’t myself. I was shocked and mad with grief. Now I am writing this eulogy so hear this:-

I had you for one month. One perfect month. Your presence meant peace, freedom from depression. You ,in your own perfect way, completed my life. Your shinning eyes and small hand used to lit up my world. I loved you, I still do. There are thousands of cats and kittens but they aren’t you. You are my skitty. My SKITTY. How lovely does that sound.

You were a fighter. You fought every disease and you died fighting cold. I love you my soldier. I will always love you. I wish I could hold you one more time. I wish… Meet me in the heaven.

Your best friend,

Bariyah

Last moments of her life

The waves of ocean were moving peacefully,

The wind was blowing calmly

Shadows of her last stage.

Her eyes shut,

Her face worn a smile

She was all quiet,

Not at all afraid.

It was like God was

helping her through her last moment.