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Quote :“The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.” Jean Paul 

 “What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the Sunset. “(Crowfoot).  

The time has passed  me by, At one time I thought I was immortal, But now I feel my both feet are hanging in grave, It will be just some time, before I will be dead.  

What is death, how do we see it? “The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and sea are one. For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?”(Gibran) 

"Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation." ( Rumi)
With my mortal weakness, when I would hear how nice person I was? When I would find out that I was loved by so many? Would I have to wait? To find it, when I will be dead.  

As the days go by, The death lurks by my side, Every day I struggle to own my piece of the world, But I will leave behind everything, when I will be dead.  

Death is an unpleasant thought, I would not be able to see the tears rolling down the cheeks, I would not be able to watch the grief on my loved one faces, I can't imagine that someday, when I will be dead,  

I will be dead and smiling in liberation, May be smiles and happy memories, Will uplift my soul from here to the heavens, Do I need to be mourned? when I will be dead.

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