Death not be proud
You're not so loud
You're a loss
Don't be a boss
You destroy the ecstasy
Drowning it in an endless sea
You have no sense
How one loses reminiscence
You only have a perception
Of reincarnation
Even if you cost a shroud
Death don't be proud
In this poem the realistic of end of life is written... Really a nice poem...keep it up...👍👍
Write comment. A great start, Kunjal. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent one