Mirza Laraib Mustafa Poet I do not know?

Death and Her Friends

When the seven ages end
and the eight one comes,
it comes with a dreadful smile
sparing not a single one.

The journey of life starts with a cry
and ends with the same,
but what if I tell you
life repeats itself over and again.

Behind the curtain of life
there exists a true world,
in the eyes of mankind
it is completely blurred

I know, one day, death will
be under my nose
leading me towards my destiny 
not as a friend but as a foe.

I came with bare hands 
and the same with I go,
thinking so high once I stood
today I am so low

And then I will reach
to the start of my life
And I will tell everyone
that I lived ,not one, but twice.

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Beata Agustin September 7, 2024 at 4:58 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.