Fearsome face of death
Entertain no man under the sun.
Figures of dead and death
Leaves every heart and mind
With ruined feelings and emotions.
The distorted horrid look
Of dead human body disgorge
Guts from each an individual.
It instill a timid spirit.
That scary deformed lifeless face
Keep recurring now and then
In your already panicked mind.
Terror accompanies you
Everywhere you go and
In everything you do.
You feel like a bird
Caught in a doomed snare
Waiting to face its fate.
Whether by illness or murder
The experience is the same.
The dangling frame
From the tree or roof
Send a serious sharp shiver
Deep down your heart.
The swollen and bruised neck
Tongue tightly clinched
Between the teeth and
Hanging out of the mouth
Teary red balls of the eyes
Totally emerged out
The whole scene is hell
You wish never to see again.
Keep recurring now and then In your already panicked mind... good lines...10 death stops your breathe to bring life an end this is natural trend
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Yes! When one is born, one is about to face death; either in early stages or, later on. Thanks for sharing.