Aditya Mudbhary Poems
Death Fear It Not
As thine wake up to the winter misty morning,
With no sunlight,
Bright colorful flowers or the chirping birds singing their song,
The Feeling of death lurks within thy.
Close to thee, Thy see nothing,
Just fog and the gloomy atmosphere sing,
A close friend of old age comes and pays a visit to your fable feelings,
Although I tell thee, There is no need to be afraid.
Death makes angel's of us all,
And leads us a path of a new crawl,
Indifferent forms, Yes I tell thee,
But that's how nature works and that's how it wants to see.
In a dream of the deepest thoughts of mine,
I could see a lady under the eyes of the stars,
Looking into my eyes as we dine'
In the finest of all love hours.
Her eyes shine like well polished hazel,
And her hair the tone of caramel brown,
The fairness of her beauty made her like a man made angel,
And therefore she wears my precious love crown.