As Death Comes To Me Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
As Death Comes To Me
The light will fade from my eyes
As I watch the moment coming
Silently like a whiff of wind
The flowers will stop blooming
And bees will stop humming
As my eyes will go blind
I will feel short of air inside me
Limbs will turn cold and stiff
I will lose grip of my hands
Just some whispers I will listen
Around me and that may be of
My family and friends
It's the reality. If not now, it will happen somewhere in future. Accept it gladly.
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8/18/2025 8:04:26 PM # 1.0.0
"Vinaa dainyena jeevitam, anaayasena maranam" is what we should pray for. Profound insight! Lovely poem.5 *s.