Haunting the nights
His dark, hooded face;
With rope in his hands
His presence a maze
Appearing at life's end
He's the Grim Reaper
Or along with Chitragupta
The Yamraj we fear
With notes of our deeds
Whether good or bad
A human's greatest fear
I'm this life he's led.
My Brainwork 1: Collection Of...
By maanvibhagat
Hi everyone. I have decided to post my various thoughts via poems. The chapters here will be arranged acco... More