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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 184

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee


That guy travels from door to door in quest of life,

enters forcefully into every house breaking its front door,

`can attack any age without any prior notice.

That guy is the ruthless creature on this earth,

one is a blind and professional criminal,

hunting is one’s philosophy of living.

That guy is our destiny,

that is same for the king, common and beggars,

one is the ultimatum of every life.

Can you recognize that guy?

Death is my answer.

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