Death is death,
Nothing more, nothing less.
No white light, no pearly gates.
No heaven or hell,
And no eternal life.
Death is Death.
Death is the end.
Death is the sadness in most eyes.
Death is the happiness in few lives.
Death is the past of all our family's.
Death is the future for you and I.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Death is a relief from all the griefs! ! A well-written poem! !