Boss asks euphemistically
“You’re not the same force you were once”
Friends demand anxiously
“Hey! What happened to your antics and puns? ”
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wow that was amazing write....hope you are not writing from a personal xp though 'He is left to watch the remnant soot Of his unrecognizable past Writing down on his inured inner rampart, Slowly, letter after letter, his suicidal note Soon we may hear his last melodious tune When that over-burnt heart-hearth breaks open' well I feel like this when I look back at past...but you know what sir....even to commit sucide one needs great courage..there are some people who live, only because they dont even have the courage to commit sucide..life is like that I guess..macbeth said 'Life is but a waliking shadow Poor players that struts and frets his hour upon the stage A tale told by an Idiot, full of sound and fury Signifying nothing' nice poem indeed sir..10++
This poem has a lot of depth in terms of meaning - excellent thought -provoking piece
Sathya ji, A nice descriptive poem about the slow dying 'Bard' - who sings his swan song! I liked your poetic third para! - Raj Nandy
Excellant piece dear satya. Keep on composing. Satisfy your soul. What happend to your book publication?
so beautiful poetic narration here...meaningful one...THanks 10+++
bard may die but his words will remain...