Call Of Death Poem by Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Call Of Death



The troubles that have come
Into my life, blow everything
From one corner of my heart
To another corner annihilating
My every passing thought.

Enormous grief has engulfed
My once joyous heart bit by bit.
I am drowning! I am groping into darkness.
Nobody cares, nobody listens,
Only I listen in the dead of night
The call from the home of Death.

Saturday, July 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
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Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Berhampore, Murshidabad, west Bengal
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