DEATH Poem: LIFE IN THE DREAM, by Rudraksh Mishra

Somewhere in the dream,
there was a life.
Somewhere in real realm,
there was a knife.

A wonderland I was in,
full of thunders I cried in.
A mystery land i was in,
full of traps i fell in.

A star I was glazing,
went out of energy to shine.
The star so bright,
couldn’t see enemies in foresight.

A sea I used to sail in,
full of highs even the ocean feared.
Betrayal lead to the drought,
I sank in the sea I used to sail in.

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