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MY NEIGHBOUR FRIEND
BREATHING HIS LAST!
Bulla Shah
My neighbour
friend breathing his last!
What should I
do, O god! Aghast!
He is to leave,
now can’t remain,
Companions
ready to catch the train.
What should I
do, O god! Aghast!
On every side
decamping talk,
At every place
are shrieks in stock
What should I
do, O god! Aghast!
Flare up flames
in heart to height,
For, visible is
not charming sight.
What should I
do, O god! Aghast!
Without His
love, Bullah in loss,
Can hardly
dwell here or across.
What should I
do, O god! Aghast!
.....End.....