Life is a tuned audio.
It knows where to stop.
Death keeps the record of memories
Whether it was a hit or flop.
Life and death never dwell
at the same time and place.
When one comes in, the other goes out
Never seen together in a race.
Life is awesome, death seems fearsome.
But the truth is life betrays.
The sons of time work for the eternal soul
D.O.B and D.O.D are just days.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem