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BED NUMBER : 533

Fighting with the deadliest disease,
At the last stage of cancer.
With lots of hope and ease,
Everyone is praying for me, will god answer?

Can’t say for how many days or months , I am still alive
But on this bed I recalled my whole life.
I am struggling since the age of five,
That time i only had my mom , now i also have my wife .

During my old days i struggled for money,
I compromised many things as being the eldest sibling.
I worked hard for my family whether it was winter or the day was sunny,
I stood up everytime after trumbling.

Always thought about savings,
Believed that let’s work hard today and enjoy tomorrow,
This killed my today’s cravings,
For my never coming tomorrow.

_insiyapatanwala

This poem means alot to me

As it’s a real life story of a hero who strugled his whole life for his family .

he left this year leaving alot of beautiful , happy memories for his family.

I hope, if i did justice to his feelings and messages to his family and others through my words

Thank you !

By insiya patanwala

As i cant hide my feelings anymore , so i turned them into Adorable Verses i just dont write to share my feelings it is the reason i live . dream to publish my own novel ameen!

34 replies on “BED NUMBER : 533”

Mohd.bhai is our ideal….will miss him always…..his always smiling face ….his faith…his priority to his elder n for family…..always be missed……

Cancer kill his body but not his soul….

Love you Mohd bhai……

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