Dead
There's no thinking
It's better
To think.
Dead
There's no dreaming
It's better
To dream.
Dead
One turns into nothing
It's better
To be something.
Dead
It matters no more
Let there
Be matter.
Death
It comes anyway
Don't invite it
By force.
Great Words you have written. We must Let nature take its course. Yet we do know extreme situations of pain do arise. Thank You x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Loved reading it.