Time had slipped,
I rarely noticed.
Grief has me gripped,
At the highest.
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Its only to late when death is knocking at your door, before that you have time to design a life that is all yours. A fine poem, thoughtful and humanly relatable.
A refined poetic imagination, Vishorag Shadja. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.