Death Poem by Mrs.Nazia Hamsakutty

In general: -
It's an attachment to life;
But often a dettachment from life.

In simple: -
It's an end,
It's a relief,
It's a sound sleep.

A hope for all
A rope to escape! ! !

In complex: -
It shows us the heaven,
It shows us the hell.

A bond between life and eternity,
DEATH, with its immortal hand-
snatches our mortality.

In wide: -
It's a guest,
Sometimes a ghost,

As a proud gentleman, it passes,
As a jealousy guy, it steals


Often our dreams immatured
Often comes like an uninvited guest.

ALLAS! ! ! ! ! ! !
No words can define it,
It's such a terrible feeling.