It Is Death Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni

It Is Death



Who else but I
Could go on to smile
Looking at the wide
Open sky
Vying for its blueness
And deep echo
Till the light of my eyes
Has dimmed and died;
My fists unclenched
Unable to grip
The fluid air
Fell aside
Is this death
Death it is.

Saturday, April 10, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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