The night does not weep <br />That it is about to die <br />When the Sun is about to rise, <br />Unaware of its rebirth though. <br /> <br />In my case I weep <br />That I am about to die <br />When the time comes <br />Despite the faith in rebirth. <br /> <br />Death is a long sleep. <br />Sleep is a short death. <br />Memory lives after the sleep <br />Memory dies after the death <br />01.04.2007<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-is-sleep/
