The Taste Of Death - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Death is inevitable and Can not be escaped anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, but Some think something else... Immortality is impossible because That's the way with death... How does it taste? Painful or comfortable? As long as it is behind our questions, then our answers depend on what we hear or What we see... The dead people can not come back into Our world to tell us Simply because it is impossible... Those who are alive and Those who are around us can not figure out Anything new other than what they have read, Other than what they heard, or Other than what they have seen... Every person tells us differently Simply because that what he has or What she has... We read about death, We hear about it, and We see it anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, but How does it taste? Then Only those who pass away know it very well... It is totally inevitable... _________________________________________________ _____________________

Topic(s) of this poem: death

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  • (11/13/2015 9:19:00 AM)

    Very true............................ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 13, 2015

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