As the day sprouts from night
So does the life springs from death.
Life slowly melts into death
Even as lightning flashes
Death bolts like thunderstorm
Death is life disguised
And life is a short death until by time
We surpass.
People flirt with death as leaves flirt with wind
Death ascends but never final
Who knows the darkness of death until the soul
Leaves the body underneath
People who judge the soul after death
Are associated with myriad fancy beneath.
If the death ends then how life is the spark
Of light
To end a short life
And beginning of eternal life.
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Copyright@sulagna kar
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