"Death".... a mysterious and scary word which hides a lot beauty within it due to the imaginary oasis it moves around us........Feel the beauty of death before you die....The only truth which adds value to life....
"When death arrives my aisle,
You, be by my side,a while...
Fingers numb from scooping coal,
be fondling you for turning cold,
Atoms I'm finally breathing in,
be bearing your florid scent within..
Again my eyes would not be opened
with your face,let them wholly filled..
My ears would again take no noise;
in them,blaze your lovely voice.
With wisdom and thought,burns my brain,
let in it, your green memories rain...
chant of your name on my lips:
grows the tear from the kiss..
Recalling the roads i walk to you
Let my feet freeze my love...
This will be all,for me to sprout,
as a grass,through the coffin grit...."
"When death arrives my aisle,
You, be by my side,a while...
Fingers numb from scooping coal,
be fondling you for turning cold,
Atoms I'm finally breathing in,
be bearing your florid scent within..
Again my eyes would not be opened
with your face,let them wholly filled..
My ears would again take no noise;
in them,blaze your lovely voice.
With wisdom and thought,burns my brain,
let in it, your green memories rain...
chant of your name on my lips:
grows the tear from the kiss..
Recalling the roads i walk to you
Let my feet freeze my love...
This will be all,for me to sprout,
as a grass,through the coffin grit...."
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