The King Dies Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India

The King Dies

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The king died
and the subjects are helpless.

The water dried
and the fishes are nowhere.

Since you are alive
I am not leaving you, my dear.

And you are living with truth
and with love.

Saturday, August 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: truth
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Aftab Alam Khursheed 30 August 2014

Glory to be Allah- - And you are living with truth and with love.

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Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
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