Death is hanging on a loom <br />My ship is set sail a quest <br />No boon, no time for rest <br />Life leaning on a strife till every noon <br />Everyday, everywhere stares death <br />in the eyes <br />With all dangers of fire, water, and desire <br />The inevitable certainty of diseases, <br />For a world as imperfect in nature. <br />. <br />And death is hanging on a loom <br />Waiting every time for the one cut <br />And there comes the inexplicable <br />Journey of deaths oblivion.<br /><br />Efe Benjamin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-impending/
