Death

I still remember that blur demonstration of mortality,

When I and death had disparity,

It was intoxicating for the fact to accept,

But at the end enduring that with respect,

Death described how different is the involvement,

of him in people life as consolement,

" I never thought how my presence would suffice,

I do not know how am i as cold as ice,

I never know why I am the negative pitch,

I don't know how life I can snitch,

At the end I prescribe you with a note of insecurity,

Because then you won't be able to ask for pity,

It is me as me in general to provide pain,

I don't really know what the actual gain is,

But just think once at a time,

My presence is even being read in hymes,

So ever if you compare me with devil,

Don't forget even the god in front of me is feeble."

And then when I opened my eyes,

I was lying down alive, all numb and surprised,

And that made me cry forever with wreath,

And then I got to know what Is death.