Death-Call Poem by Sanjib Das
Death-Call
A day's light is still on,
A breeze is blowing on.
I am lying silently,
I am looking helplessly.
I have to do something,
I have to leave for everything.
My mind is sounding,
My nostalgia is retreating.
Time passes on without stopping,
I am standing.
I have to leave this world,
Last time, I look around the world.
I know my death-message knocking,
My door is gradually opening.
Ooooooh! seeing anjali crying below my eyes moist with......! whatever, sanjib, you penned a pictograph greatly! 10+
hey what a sad poem dear why write like this im feel like crying though the style is nice the contents make me cry -10 anjali
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5/2/2024 6:49:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
oh, seeing sarwar surprised and sad after he saw Anjali crieng, lol the poem is so cool, love the rhytm nice piece poet there luwi