Long Way To My End Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Long Way To My End
Wish to fly ahead of time
Feel it is damn slow
Wake up I am from sleep
I can't break the row
Thousands ahead of me are
Running a mad race
With my unsteady heartbeat
I am stuck to my place
Need no more my time here
Empty hand I must go
It makes me sad that it is the
Queue that is moving slow
Friday, October 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,wish
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9/23/2024 5:00:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Need no more my time here Empty hand I must go It makes me sad that it is the.... great theme. Beautifully crafted. Nice poem. Queue that is moving slow
It's a great honour for me to receive such a nice comment from an eminent poet. My regards.