Chapter Poem by Capt. Manas Kumar Das
Chapter
He likes to live
very ordinary,
And die unknown be ordinary.
without leaving any,
No footprints
on the sands of time.
No name
No fame
The dust becomes dust.
Nothing left
Only the path-
Which he never covered,
The book half read,
The poem is not completed.
some are Half
Few are quarters,
Many have not even started,
chapter in progress,
Chapter completed.
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