No possibility to flee away
Death is sitting on every single path
No place to hide
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The end result of human life. No respite from death. A nice reminder.5***
No life can save itself from the death friend we all have come in an envelope called death when one opens the post heaven knows and much morely mb of bd know uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu only for me ppme will be coming anyday soonly my Blessings for the bard of bd mb the world of PH know all ye a bard so lovely wish ppme could be
Hi Mahtab... Yes it waits for us. We were born to die. So what? Live life to the full everyday......promise? Panagiota Romios
No possibility to flee away Death is sitting on every single path No place to hide Death is hidden everywhere. My dear Mahtab. you know these days i too meditate on death a lot especially in the context of the virus thank you for thinking along with me although we are so far from eachother. tony
A well composed poem. Truly exceptional..5 stars *****
'No place to hide Death is hidden everywhere' - Yes, it's an absolute truth. There is no place to hide from death!