Introspection of Life
Pravat Kumar Mandal
When love ends, hate is born
The sun sets, darkness grown
Happy dreams are shattered
Psychic bond is separated
Depression hits happiness
Life becomes motionless.
When joy ends, sorrow born
Everything becomes wan
Memories are erased
Clouds of sadness covered
Smile is lost forever
Life becomes blurred mirror.
When time ends, death is born
No wish, no greed, no corn
Only wait for the next
For the eternal rest
Life gets its primal dwell
In Heaven or in Hell.
02/09/2020
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