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Nahid Belal

Abstract


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Nahid Belal

Abstract


Death, A Gift

Death, A Gift

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The flowers wither away, but the thorns remain.

Life withers away, but death remains.

Death is a constant we all want to be rid of,

But can life be really worthwhile

Without the presence of death?

What is the use of an immortal life

Without an end in sight?


We humans will die numerous deaths,

If death does not come on time.

Death saves us the pain and humiliation

Which weak bones and frail mind provides.

I won't say, death is not cruel

But in its cruelty lies a chance to say goodbye

To a life well-lived or a life

Where every second one wants to die.

If life is a gift, then death is

A gift too in disguise.

Eternal peace is what we get

By forever closing our eyes.


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