I feel death is like an unwanted guest.No one want to accept him but unfortunately no man can avoid his gloomy visit....Soo I wanted to write something about this unwanted guest.......
Death hovers all over
Like a gigantic gargoyle
Sneering by it's black teeth
On shards of unknown fortress
That we take refuge in
To shy away from guilt for fear
When it comes unannounced
When,where or at what moment
Face hidden under cover,invincible..
Uninvited, like an unwanted guest.........
Death is a mystery.
No one can hide from
its mockery.....
Yes,
Thats the misery......
Very real ....i agree Sandra's comment. Superb.