In times of pain and fear...
Death seems to be near...
Afraid of what we are to be...
Our future, another destiny...
Goals of final moments, decide...
One has to live in order to die...
It doesn't get more better...
Things go wrong in this life forever...
Looking back at our decisions...
Changes for now, a mere illusion...
A dream, a belief held hostage...
Dies with us at the end of our age...
Every birth should meet the death at the end. The cause for the death many vary but none can escape death. A fine piece of work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
loved the last two lines......good write