Akhil Singh Pundir

Rookie - 92 Points (13/09/1998 / New Delhi)

End Of Days - Poem by Akhil Singh Pundir

Just while walking on the path,
I saw the there is no road only the end.
Because there is no way further,
Unwillingly i have to bend.

The life is the replica of that way,
Where I have no path to chose.
How clever is that almighty,
In every way I will definitely loose.

All paths are closed,
Weather I choose any other to go.
I am going in the hands of doom,
No one can defend, the cruel end.

I can't beg for the mercy in any way,
Here i am confused what to say.
Because it is the last edge of my life,
And the end of days.......


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 22, 2013



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