The Man Breathes His Last Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Man Breathes His Last
Why do the sun and the moon shine?
Why does the breeze blow?
Why do the rivers flow?
Why do the trees grow?
Why do the birds sing?
Why do the fawns spring?
Why do the flowers bloom?
The ignorant man asks all these questions to himself in his lifetime,
But he never gets the answers of these,
Gradually the man becomes old,
One day he breathes his last
And all the questions die within him forever.
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12/19/2025 9:29:44 AM # 1.0.0
There are so many things in this world that will stay as mysteries even life itself. A thought provoking poem well crafted. A great title.