Life, and Death.
Life inhales.
Death exhales.
It never fails.
Life is hope.
Death is despair.
Both will glare.
Life gives.
Death takes.
And there are no breaks.
Life is light.
Death is darkness.
No more, no less.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Death is part of us! As soon as one is born. Nice work.