- Dr (Miss) Sharad Singh
These days
I am living a nightmare
A nightmare
that never came
to my sleep,
Breathing is not easy
Every breath is creep
Haven't believe in life
Not even on death
The question of trusting
a person
does not arise at all,
Everything has stopped
Against an invisible wall.
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Life and death are the transit camps on the way to a bigger destination. Beautiful poem.
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