Last Day Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Last Day
The old traveller
Was lying on his bed,
Someone came in his vision,
He said to the traveller,
'Do you know this is your last day? '
The old wayfarer gently said,
'Yes, I know
And I am ready to embrace my last day.'
Soon a bright light flashes
From the invisible region.
When you know where you are going, you walk confidently and prepared. Nice poem.
Born and bred in the squalor of the ghetto, yet we struggle to make something out of the 50cents. A beautiful poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/29/2026 12:47:51 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Beautiful Anjandev I really love it TFS