Death Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

Death



I was a moss … died
Then I took birth as a plant … died
Rose again a tree … died
came again a worm … died
Like this I came again and again
I died again and again
Lakhs of times
In lakhs of forms
In lakhs of shapes
This time I took birth a human
If I die again
Is it a loss?
Is it a reason to be afraid for death?

Tuesday, September 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dead
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Asit Kumar Sanyal

Asit Kumar Sanyal

Lalgola, Murshidabad, West Bengal, India.
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