I painted the canvas <br />with my death <br />the brush got struck <br />in few colours <br />probably the death <br />has no colours. <br /> <br />I played the game <br />of my death <br />the dice got struck <br />in few moves <br />probably the death <br />has no motion. <br /> <br />I planted the seed <br />of my death <br />it did not grow <br />even for days <br />probably the death <br />has no yield.<br /><br />Mubeen Sadhika<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-death-17/
