Death Roams Not Only In The Evenings Comments
Beloved! We met in different costumes along this endless cycle of births & deaths.
We touched each other with secret whispers,
Then we discussed in a friendly manner about life, love, sex and fear of change, challenges and lot of things.
But the corrosive noble death obstructed our path.
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Very compelling. Death is one old friend who will never be denied. May the words of the celebrated poetess live forever. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
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8/17/2025 7:39:52 PM # 1.0.0
This is a fine, passionate dedication, to one who has obviously been a mountain to you. I love the way you personalize death - as the enemy who has slain your friend, and the line 'we touched each other with secret whispers' is beautifully evocative. A wonderful poem Nimal - one of your best. love, Allie xxxx