Death Poem by Dave Tanwar

You think you moves away from her spell
Times will some time in cruel manner will tell
Shalt the era will grasp from the Sieve
Akin to Sand throughout wrist tie

She is so beautiful one who die
Wish he never come alive
When thy sleep in her lap
All the world fail to entrap

Death is a blonde
On the hill above
She is the Destiny
Where ever you pass by

Whether We Win or We Lose
In The End We Walk Alone
The Life some time betray
At to Time there is no Pray

You Come to Death
Ask for the Shelterth
She Shall Welcome
With Arms Wide Open

Life Betrayed Even The Christ
Death accepted him with Pride
He clasp the power to live again
Thou prefer to love her no pain

He Who Live shall die
In The End, On the Death bed, he shall lie
Life is a companion who company till you alive
Death wait there where they no chyme

We curse Death
The Bitter Truth
We have the beauty as we die
Beauty is B’full as we shall say To All GOOD BYE