Thursday, October 2, 2014

The Glory Of Death Comments

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My soul smells soft dust
That do burst the yolk of my wet eyes
And decay being its thrust worst
To the host flesh that must allow death.
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Ugochukwu Aneke
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Dr Pintu Mahakul 02 October 2014

Death is ever glorious. Nicely penned poem. Thanks for sharing.

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Nkanu, Enugu, Nigeria
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