As thine wake up to the winter misty morning, <br />With no sunlight, <br />Bright colorful flowers or the chirping birds singing their song, <br />The Feeling of death lurks within thy. <br /> <br />Close to thee, Thy see nothing, <br />Just fog and the gloomy atmosphere sing, <br />A close friend of old age comes and pays a visit to your fable feelings, <br />Although I tell thee, There is no need to be afraid. <br /> <br />Death makes angel's of us all, <br />And leads us a path of a new crawl, <br />Indifferent forms, Yes I tell thee, <br />But that's how nature works and that's how it wants to see.<br /><br />Aditya Mudbhary<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-fear-it-not/
