Pageant of Poems

Death,
Death comes to us all
It comes so sudden
There is no way to stop it.

Death,
Its cold clamy hands
Sends chills down our spines
Its hidden around every corner

Death,
It surrounds us
Even in ur dreams
You feel it follow you everywhere you go

Death,
We all fear it
But once it comes for us
We no longer feel the fear of Death


soso khan