Dead Realm Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Dead Realm



My dead friend came to me
In the dark and silent night,
We talked to each other for a long time
With great ease and delight.
Then it was time for him to leave,
I told him earnestly to stay with me,
But he refused me saying that
He was the happiest in the dead realm.

Saturday, July 13, 2019
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