Am I Dead? - Poem by Sambidhan Acharya
I could not feel the touch,
I could not feel the lust,
I could not feel the fear,
And also the charm.
I am in air,
Flying above all,
I can only see the sobs in my home,
But, I was surprised at them when I see them cry.
I wandering bout what had happened looked above,
A pleasant looking face smiled at me,
Telling to come near him,
Then, I pinched my self and then I knew I was dead.
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