Death
DEATH When you go to touch, it is a mirage and later swallows like a flood... The only thing on earth that never stops to shock... Every death sows the seed of fear in each living being here. But "time's winged chariot" takes away the memory and bestows a new day silently digging one's grave. Each second passed is a step to the void called death . No one escapes and no nobody saves. All alone one walks towards it without complains... The only enemy that one embraces without regrets and grudges is death... Even though death is undesirable, some wish if they could be awake when they are dead - to see the love denied during a meaningless life...