In My Death Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

In My Death



It is not that the world
Will not move when
I am dead
There will be no joy, no
Celebration and people
Will be sad

It is not that the night
Will not come to
Let all sleep
The sun will not rise, it
Will mourn as if the
Pain is deep

I will go away any day
The time and place
Are fixed
With tears and happiness
For a moment, reaction
Will be mixed

Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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