Death – The Greatest Fiction Comments
Subtle footsteps of a cold and insensate guest,
I heard it in my chest
Like a rustling noise of dry leaves in autumn
Treading whispers murmured in my auricles like a phantom
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This moment I am rejoicing ecstatically with this universe, I am present here and now in this verse that's nice epression Sreejith...your poem captures very well the possible dying thoughts at life's penultimate moments...creative...10 and read my piece- My Last Lover
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9/5/2025 1:58:40 AM # 1.0.0
If we seek our inner treasure and find our true essence we understand there is no death..i am enjoying reading your poems.