The Last Day Poem by shery vincent nazrath
The Last Day
At last I reached
In this lonely place
Nobody to disturb me
Nobody to govern me
This world is a big zero
Nothing inside in it
Everyone rushing to get something
Nobody get anything at last
Now I can do whatever I want
I can fly without wings
I can walk without legs
I can dream without hopes
Those who cry will laugh
Those who laugh will cry
But my last day is only for me
No one is there to share it
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