Death is not the end of the life
It's a moment, a short time
In the eternity
Floating in the air
Living is ash, water of a river.
The life will come back again
That is the continuity of soul
From one to many
From soul to soul.
this short poem has what it takes, but people never look death like you do, either way nice job
A soul that is lost forever without a glow vanished in the air waiting for the stairs to be heaven or in hell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i'm agree with ' Marcella Debrito '.'but people never look death like you do' that's true and i like it too