Vinod Sharma

Dying - Poem by Vinod Sharma

We all are dying,
But know not when.
Others are, we smell,
We see,
Not in our road ahead,
The bend.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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