Death is the feeling of sorrow,
the first star in the sky
coming to get us in the night,
feeling of fright,
we all may fight the feeling
but it will come in the depth of the night,
and we will loose sight,
yet we deny and cry for those who fall victim,
the wall closed in
and loss of our friend
all for the same feeling in the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW yes it's true were all scared of death it's really nice the way you simplifeid the fears of death in a simple way thank you and keep writing