Death never stops
Simply because it is always
Inevitable and even compulsory
Anywhere and everywhere,
No one ever can avoid it
Even if he tries or
If she tries,
Not a single soul can hide
Away from it,
Life is there and
It is everywhere,
Funerals are continuous and
Graveyards are always open
To more and more of
Those who pass away everyday,
We all try to be away from it, but
It keeps waiting for us
Just to taste it
Willingly or unwillingly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So true, but our legacy can continue to outrun it generations to come. Because death is limited in scope to the present and past. With exact timing of future being unknown. Good poem.