It is death that shows the mortality of the biggest,
It is death to which the frivolity also succumbs into a jist,
It is death that fades the color of the photographs,
It is death that shrivels the fancies to drafts,
The gruesome teacher of life,
The one who day by day sharpens it's knife,
The one that blazes the hearts,
The one that ruins one's lifetime darts,
The inevitable one that turns all tables around!
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May 6, 2020
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Another Tale
PoetryA soul and the alley ahead. There is nothing much to say about this one in all seriousness!
