BISMILLAH
Poga Humayun Dundiwala
Five man traveling on foot
A week and A day equaling theirs boot
But in rain in muddy lane
As they quickened the step all four steep
But one remained dry in awaken sleep
Five man traveling on foot with eight leg
Carrying two legs in a body beg
Five man traveling four return
One becomes dust of dust in a earthen urn
Five man traveling on foot but four can ran
One flying traveler leaves footpath pass in earthen urn
Five man traveling in rainy scene
One man remain dry in rain drenched coffin
They walk in same step all as one
Five man traveling but four will return
Poga Say's in a foolington maze
Please hold me hold me close to your heart
Please don't let me go now
But jealous Gypsy winds calls me softly traveler its time to depart
So take your final bow
I shall go but not by foot
I will go olden way on brand new route
I shall travel as i came to be
I will travel like drop of dew toward the Sea
Please hold me hold me close to your heart
Please don't let me go today
But jealous Gypsy winds calls me softly traveler its time to depart
So say your final say
Mrs Be Aql Khan Usta : To destroy the environment for habitable hell
To replace the Zakkum juice for Zam Zam well
What are the provocative measures we should take then
Tell me BARZAKH from your veiled pen
Mr Barzakh Fitrath Ullah : All will try to avoid it but it is created for some
There in the womb of pain in the belly of JAHANNAM
Theirs human quality as the best of the creation
Will compel them to control the situation
And with Wastagfar and Tawbah
They will move on to HABIYAH TO HUTAMAH
It is the life cycle of Iron man repeatedly retold
From rust to dust from dust to gold
As they move on
From station to station
From hell to hell heaven to heaven till theirs final destination
Poga Humayun Dundiwala
Five man traveling on foot
A week and A day equaling theirs boot
But in rain in muddy lane
As they quickened the step all four steep
But one remained dry in awaken sleep
Five man traveling on foot with eight leg
Carrying two legs in a body beg
Five man traveling four return
One becomes dust of dust in a earthen urn
Five man traveling on foot but four can ran
One flying traveler leaves footpath pass in earthen urn
Five man traveling in rainy scene
One man remain dry in rain drenched coffin
They walk in same step all as one
Five man traveling but four will return
Poga Say's in a foolington maze
Please hold me hold me close to your heart
Please don't let me go now
But jealous Gypsy winds calls me softly traveler its time to depart
So take your final bow
I shall go but not by foot
I will go olden way on brand new route
I shall travel as i came to be
I will travel like drop of dew toward the Sea
Please hold me hold me close to your heart
Please don't let me go today
But jealous Gypsy winds calls me softly traveler its time to depart
So say your final say
Mrs Be Aql Khan Usta : To destroy the environment for habitable hell
To replace the Zakkum juice for Zam Zam well
What are the provocative measures we should take then
Tell me BARZAKH from your veiled pen
Mr Barzakh Fitrath Ullah : All will try to avoid it but it is created for some
There in the womb of pain in the belly of JAHANNAM
Theirs human quality as the best of the creation
Will compel them to control the situation
And with Wastagfar and Tawbah
They will move on to HABIYAH TO HUTAMAH
It is the life cycle of Iron man repeatedly retold
From rust to dust from dust to gold
As they move on
From station to station
From hell to hell heaven to heaven till theirs final destination
ALAHADULILLAH 