Sitting in a chair in cold winds and thinking of death ,
When it comes leaves no trail,
It can bear to take a person in his eighties or a five year old,
No age matters as
No time is fixed when it comes to death
No one gets cured from death,
As It's a game of fate,
It knocks out a person with pain or is silent as a grave ,
It haunts Every mortal in its sleep ,
It hunts down beings and eats them alive, No time is fixed when it comes to death
It can take place in any way
Murder suicide accident or even love
People feel pity for the dead , cry their hearts out and feel sorrow and sad
Some people close to the person's heart even go through depression or grievance which lasts for years
But one who is gone will never come back
As nothing lasts forever
And no time is fixed when it comes to death
By shreya gupta