Even the violet
has turned pale.
It is drained white.
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The anxiety of impending death. I suppose we must all come to terms with it somehow, through religion, stoicism, existentialism, or some philosophy that may set your mind to rest. The challenge of our humanity.
Thoughts are easy to play and hard to portrait! nice work with your thought in this poem dear 10 -Ali
Premonition of death bad Ma’am in real life…poetically gives strength to survive… thanks for sharing … Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10