Births and Deaths
Births and Deaths
Minutes are born
in the death of seconds
Days are born
in the death of nights
Nobles are born
in the end of devils
Smiles are born
in the ruins of tears
Here nothing ends
once for all
Slumbers are deaths and
our awakenings are births
Sorrows and smiles are
His endless plays
Fun and tears are
His awards and rewards;
Understand, my man,
He is our true friend
SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN
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