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End Of The Journey
He was helpless
Lying
Unconscious
On the bed
His face pale
Eyes closed
Tubes inside the nose
Supplying oxygen
To Forcibly
Keep him alive
His frail body
Fighting against time
The moon and sun
The nice room
Had no meaning for him
Leaving behind
The money
He had earned
By all possible means
He was not even aware
That his life journey
Was about to end
All nears and dears
Were waiting
For his empty handed
Departure
From the world
Share the money
He leaves
14-01-2012
39-39-01-12
poem
by
Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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