Death Poem by Pijush Biswas

Death

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None of us, not you nor I
O Friends! would see the earth forever
Nor tryst of pleasure ever tie
The commons, instead fever
Of everlasting call for death;
Fine- as we came at birth
Must return- -

Leaving all oceanic knowledge
Leaving woes of dear family.
Nothing, nor Love nor Pledge
Nor haste of joy, nor haste for sally
Would come back at undearthness;
The hollow of world's cider-press
All we, must burn.



05/06/2016
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
B.m. Biswas 14 June 2016

well written....universal truth......thanks.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 May 2016

Death is a truth and death is a mystery. This poem is very wonderfully composed and shared. Where there is birth there is death definitely. Interesting poem shared on really.10

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Pijush Biswas 20 May 2016

thank you Sir...

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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas

Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India
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