Death Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Death
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I went there with a heavy heart,
The great man was on the verge of death,
Many people had already assembled there,
They were crying,
I was also crying with them,
But the famous man himself was smiling,
Even though death was very near to him,
He forbade us to cry in a pleasant mood,
He always believed that
Death is not the end of all.
Monday, August 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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12/25/2025 11:10:17 PM # 1.0.0
But the famous man himself was smiling, Even though death was very near to him.... //.... Yes, death is not the end of everything. Thanks a lot.