In the very morning,
I heard deep mourning
Sound made me to wake up!
Many cried, "look up! , look up!
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Sound Of Death
In the very morning,
I heard deep mourning
Sound made me to wake up!
Many cried, "look up! , look up!
They all were drowning
Themselves in deep growning.
I heard several sounds
One cried, "Don't leave me! "
Another cried, "Take me with thee"
No one of them can tame
The tears all fall down.
Some of them sang his fame
With all tears roll down.
Fragments of the every sound
Lamented for his death.
proud to read the poem