When the apparently elongated life
Is shortened into some moments, a few hours,
Sleep come not in my eyes.
After little an hour night will fall;
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Avijit, your poem appeals truth. Grief moves great man towards creativity. Beautiful work. thanks for sharing it.
Avijit, I like the solid idea here, like it so much :) ...There's nothing really describe than a inspiring mind, tongue and hands...all one to write this beautiful strong will :) ...keep it up and i hope your best work is coming soon..and keep replaced and topped when you write something new :) _Unwritten Soul