In front of death we are so small!
Before, life we try to appear big.
We put life under magnifying glass,
But, see death from the reverse side of microscope.
Death no one can avoid with ease. A poem in the subject felt it very good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thoughtful write Neela. But, see death from the reverse side of microscope. Then we will appear big..... Death stand like a huge mountain in front of us. Our thoughts made it huge.......Loved reading it.