Sunday 9 July 2017

DEATH

It's a big reality of life,
From which nobody can escape,
Death makes you peaceful,
It's a best thing which can,
Stop all your pains and suffering,

Death comes and go,
Taking away all your pain and sorrows,
It takes away everything you want to run from.
The most peaceful time I have,
Is when I sleep.

Sleep means being half dead,
Dead but with living body,
I wish death should come to me,
And hug me tightly.

I wish it to come,
And take away all my pains and sorrow,
Every moment I wait,
I wait for peace.

There is nothing as beautiful as death,
There is nothing as peaceful as death,
There is nothing as calm as death,
There is as quite as death.........

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