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Life And Death...
To think of the consequences of my deeds, was everyone's suggestion,
Yet success and wealth were my obsession.
Was so busy searching for no one on the ground,
Never bothered to think, there were many who needed me around.

Fantasies of mine had to shatter,
As the raindrops started to patter.
My soul broke every bond from my body,
For me life after death was much rowdy.

I was crying loud but found no one to listen,
Tears rolled down as my eyes began to glisten.
Fact remained same, I was late,
And it was all just my fate.
© Nafisa