An angel came out of a split atom as the trumpet sounded
A grand throne came down from Heaven for him to be mounted;
Air was sucked out of me; my senses lost contact with me
My eyes closed and like lightening, light was taken off me;
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Only when we are at the death bed we realise we have squandered life.A good one.Thanks for sharing
A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with good rhyme scheme. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
very well said, Swami. Loved reading this poem.