Death, the unstoppable
You can’t see it,
You can’t hear it.
It comes like a bolt of light,
And it takes the most precious from you.
You can’t hide from it.
It plays with you and always wins,
It sits beside you but you will never feel it,
It never shows mercy for it has no heart,
No feelings, no sorrow, no happiness.
It shows the way and then becomes the thorn on your way.
It gives you everything you wish but,
When the time comes it takes everything you have and leaves you with nothing.
It is something unexpected and you would always try to stay away from it.
Copyright © Steffi Mary Varghese | Year Posted 2017