PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It is mysterious,But who does want it,Neither you nor me,But numerous met this aversion,It is inevitable,And unfailing fate,It comes to everyone,Either to a wealthy or a poor,It comes anywhere,Either in a sanctum or in a park,Either as a mishap or as a cataclysm,And it comes any time not assigned by you, or me,Either at the time of reveling or in one’s sleep,It has no mercy to listen to your pathetic cries,It has no patience to let you bid your loved ones farewell,It puts you to an end,The end of you existence in this delightful world,For it ending your existence is a sine qua non,It is the death,Which neither you nor me can escape!