I Laugh At Death Poem by V Neelakandaru Bhattathiri

I laugh when Death comes
In state with his retinue
His visit makes people shudder
As he makes Kith and Kin disappear.
Death comes with unseen followers
Who attack first his prey without mercy
The hapless victim succumbs to Death.

The mortal coil, the gross form of existence,
Becomes an easy prey to Death's onslaught,
Mislead people, creating false spectacle.
The real 'one' is beyond touch
Death returns with worthless things
When he gnaws at one's body,
A mixture, a cover that enshrines
The immortal 'light' the real 'one'.