Circle Of Life Poem by avi sharma

What defines existence
What defy death
Stories of the mortal
Onto last breath..
History of the birth
Tales of the dead
We march on
Onto our last breath
Thou shall die
Truth as pure as thee
Wide ocean
Blue all i see
We write in blood
Washes away it still
Nothing remains
hollows don't fill
Pain lingers on
Till the day we lose
Not our fate
Faith cant choose
The flower of life
Blooms a day
Flood of regret
Do washes it away
Love entangle like weed
Sucks out the bright
Traps us blind
We fight till the night
Thou shall die
Ugly truth to be told
Infants don't know
Warmth become cold
Spring may come
Alongth carry the joy
But fall will undo
Rust, destroy
To Bathe in the sea of blood
We need courage by the ton
Only cowards bath
In the sea of rum
The Cycle is never ending
Only death shall bring the freedom
But we earn it by living
WE Earn our freedom