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Articles: Poetry | On Death Bed
- Mr. Manas Aditya
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I was watching people
who came to look at me
with sorrow faces
I slowly wanted to speak.
Words didn't come out from
my mouth
Everybody knew that tommorrow
I will be no more.
Long attachment with relations
made me realise
how best I could have being
with them.
I wanted to speak few words
Forgive me whatever I did
in unknowing
Words didn't came from my
mouth
Tears rolled on from my cheek.
Finally I lifted my hand
Express myself to forgive me
for once.
Slowly my vision got dimmer
and dimmer.
I prayed to Almighty to accept
my final prayer.
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