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Death Angel
Death Angel
why do you stare at me so?
I know that it’s me you have come to take,
I can feel it’s my time to go.

Death Angel
Death Angel
I know why you wear a grin.
The time has come to punish me,
to make me pay for all of my sins.

Death Angel
Death Angel
is your silence to mourn-
the passing of a foolish man,
like the calm before the storm?

Death Angel
Death Angel
why do you stand so still?
Am I not worthy of a single move?
Will I be that easy to kill?

Death Angel
Death Angel
why do you torment me so?
Why not just get it over with-
and take me, it’s my time to go!

Death Angel
Death Angel
why do look to my right?
Oh no, my son!
Oh no, my son!
He's playing just outside!

How long has it been since I last checked on him?
Ten minutes, maybe more?
I will not let you get to him,
I have to beat you to the door!

My son!
My son!
come back over here now!
Don't wander off that far!
What’s that noise?
Oh no the road!
Son look out, a car!

Death Angel
Death Angel
what more can I say?
I’ve lost my wife,
and now my son.
I'll see you again by the end of the day.

5 Love

"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY DYING A DEATH Oh my near and dear! don't stretch my life beyond nature's favour. When death is a certainty, why are you so reluctant to accept the reality? When hours and days are numbered of what use adding a few more? My body never listens to what i say, my mind is not with me, somewhere else. I am not the same I was, the battle is over, yet to fight the war. How long you will stretch my life and what for? Is a body having very little in it going to serve you and your purpose anymore? Don't drag me to the icy, I don't want to languish in pain waiting for a death so difficult to come by. I lived life to the full, let me live my last days as I wish with all that I loved and lived with. In open air and bright sunlight let me take my last breath in the midst of kith and kin, take the last few steps slowly and silently and feel the moment that stands between life and death. Don't put me on a ventilator, I never want to lie motionless enduring all the pain that comes my way, silently suffering with none of my friends hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by. Imagine life on life supports, how horrible it is with organs after organs failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes. My dear! death is a peaceful transition from one state of consciousness to another, our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural, unbearable, sad and pathetic. If you love me, let me die as such with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me. Let me bid farewell to my beautiful world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair. ©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

DYING A DEATH

Oh my near and dear!
don't stretch my life 
beyond nature's favour.
When death is a certainty,
why are you so reluctant
to accept the reality?
When hours and days are numbered
of what use adding a few more?

My body never listens to what i say,
my mind is not with me, somewhere else.
I am not the same I was,
the battle is over, yet to fight the war.
How long you will stretch my life and what for?
Is a body having very little in it
going to serve you and your purpose anymore?

Don't drag me to the icy,
I don't want to languish in pain
waiting for a death so difficult to come by.
I lived life to the full,
let me live my last days as I wish
with all that I loved and lived with.
In open air and bright sunlight 
let me take my last breath 
in the midst of kith and kin,
take the last few steps 
slowly and silently and feel the moment
that stands between  life and death.

Don't put me on a ventilator,
I never want to lie motionless 
enduring all the pain that comes my way,
silently  suffering with none of my friends 
hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by.

Imagine life on life supports,
how horrible it is with organs after organs
failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony
with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes.

My dear!
death is a peaceful transition from
one state of consciousness to another,
our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural, 
unbearable, sad and pathetic.
If you love me, let me die as such
with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me.
Let me bid farewell 
to my beautiful  world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair.

©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018

#something I LOOK AT-102
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

DYING A DEATH

Oh my near and dear!
don't stretch my life
beyond nature's favour.
When death is a certainty,
why are you so reluctant
to accept the reality?
When hours and days are numbered
of what use adding a few more?

My body never listens to what i say,
my mind is not with me, somewhere else.
I am not the same I was,
the battle is over, yet to fight the war.
How long you will stretch my life and what for?
Is a body having very little in it
going to serve you and your purpose anymore?

Don't drag me to the icy,
I don't want to languish in pain
waiting for a death so difficult to come by.
I lived life to the full,
let me live my last days as I wish
with all that I loved and lived with.
In open air and bright sunlight
let me take my last breath
in the midst of kith and kin,
take the last few steps
slowly and silently and feel the moment
that stands between life and death.

Don't put me on a ventilator,
I never want to lie motionless
enduring all the pain that comes my way,
silently suffering with none of my friends
hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by.

Imagine life on life supports,
how horrible it is with organs after organs
failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony
with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes.

My dear!
death is a peaceful transition from
one state of consciousness to another,
our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural,
unbearable, sad and pathetic.
If you love me, let me die as such
with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me.
Let me bid farewell
to my beautiful world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair.

©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018

6 Love

"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Short of words to explain the man he was, my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty Happy and contented he was. No looking back, no regrets for what he had not done, what he had not accomplished, no wishes except a desire for a calm and peaceful end to his serene and beautiful life. No complaint against life. Nothing against anyone A life surrendered at the feet of his guru, a life lived for his students, for their wellbeing and betterment. He loved his students, loved going miles on his bicycle to see his students smile, to solve their problems, to be with them when they are in need. Never ran after any other identity. A teacher he was, a born teacher that was the only identity he had. For him there was hardly any difference between his own kids and the students he took care. A son had to elevate himself to the level of a student to know what his father actually was. For him veda is mathematics and mathematics is veda life is death in motion and death is life in motion and one can live and enjoy both if one has the will to do so. Till the very end lived life to the full, spreading the messages of his guru, working for the triumph of humanity, inspiring others to live and let live . Enjoyed his death while in sleep, passed to the other side of consciousness with head high and a smile on lips, proving his own saying, one can enjoy death the way one enjoys life if the surrender is complete. ©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve 
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher 
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to 
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics 
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion 
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness 
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

#something I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

2 Love

"Read the caption"

Read the caption

Have you ever saw a patient fighting for life with death?
I have.
My father was diagnosed Cancer back in Feb 2016. I came to know about it, after his death. I always believed that my father in a way is too good person to harm someone, or to be harmed back. But cancer chooses people unbiasedly, actually death chooses people unbiasedly - You are never too old or never too young to die.
One of the thing my father always told me was, We all are here to die. He would tell me, "when its time for him to go, even if he will be healthy, he will have to go". My Father, Alhumdulil'lah was a believer. He believed in Allah. He believed in death. But, I did see him fighting to live, ofcourse not for himself, but for us. Oneday, When he was ill, I told him when will you get well, I am tired to see you on bed! He replied that, "Even if I get well, someday I still will have to die". But I know, he wanted to live for us. One of the audio clips we have, when he was on death bed, he says there, "this is so painful, and the only reason I don't want give up on life are my daughters"
When I look for myself today, I don't think it was just dad who died, but we all did ( my family and me). Cancer did not steal just dad from us, but also a major part of us. I see the unfilled cracks of his separation in my soul, that no richs, and pleasure can fill. I miss him, And sometimes, it feels like I have loss myself in that process. But we are believers, And, we have to believe in death. We have to accept this life, like all the pleasures of this world, are temporary. We don't get to choose death, death chooses us. Death is meant to be, sooner or later.
I miss dad, I miss him everytime I am breathing, Everytime I am writing. Missing him is constant. I miss the person, who bought light to my life by educating me. I remember, When I was very young, and when he will pray, I will pray with him. Repeat everything that he says. My father build in me, a person - Kind enough to help anyone unbiasedly, anytime and strong enough to refuse pleasures at the stake of self respect.
One of the most beautiful thing, My father did for me is teaching me the etiquettes of Islam. He never prioritised this life, over the world hereafter, and I am glad he taught us all same.
I remember, how he used to stand for prayers even when he was too ill.
I remember our last eid, and, all he said was to recite a Naat sharief for him. I remember, how he touched my freshly pierced ears for the first and last time. I remember, how badly he wanted to see me as an engineer, and how proud he was of all his daughters.
Sometimes, I do feel I have not been a good daughter, never good enough. But I know, No matter where I am, what I do, How messed up, How cracked, How ashamed, If it's my father he will embrace me in his arms.!
I miss you dad, Always!!

4 Love
2 Share

"Death When death invites you You are shocked for a while , but understand we all have to die one day, Nothing is permanent except death. Some thinks ,death is an illusion but the truth comes out.. Death is what snatches everything from your life, Nothing is permanent except death. Some fear,to die Some persists to have courage to die, Some anticipates death is the only solution for everything, and Nothing is permanent except death. Riyanka Nag"

Death

When death invites you
You are shocked for a while ,
but understand we all have to die one day,
Nothing is permanent except death.



Some thinks ,death is an illusion
but the truth comes out..
Death is what snatches everything from your life,
Nothing is permanent except death.


Some fear,to die
Some persists to have courage to die,
Some anticipates death is the only solution for everything,
and Nothing is permanent except death.


Riyanka Nag

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7 Love

Death Angel
Death Angel
why do you stare at me so?
I know that it’s me you have come to take,
I can feel it’s my time to go.

Death Angel
Death Angel
I know why you wear a grin.
The time has come to punish me,
to make me pay for all of my sins.

Death Angel
Death Angel
is your silence to mourn-
the passing of a foolish man,
like the calm before the storm?

Death Angel
Death Angel
why do you stand so still?
Am I not worthy of a single move?
Will I be that easy to kill?

Death Angel
Death Angel
why do you torment me so?
Why not just get it over with-
and take me, it’s my time to go!

Death Angel
Death Angel
why do look to my right?
Oh no, my son!
Oh no, my son!
He's playing just outside!

How long has it been since I last checked on him?
Ten minutes, maybe more?
I will not let you get to him,
I have to beat you to the door!

My son!
My son!
come back over here now!
Don't wander off that far!
What’s that noise?
Oh no the road!
Son look out, a car!

Death Angel
Death Angel
what more can I say?
I’ve lost my wife,
and now my son.
I'll see you again by the end of the day.

5 Love

"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY DYING A DEATH Oh my near and dear! don't stretch my life beyond nature's favour. When death is a certainty, why are you so reluctant to accept the reality? When hours and days are numbered of what use adding a few more? My body never listens to what i say, my mind is not with me, somewhere else. I am not the same I was, the battle is over, yet to fight the war. How long you will stretch my life and what for? Is a body having very little in it going to serve you and your purpose anymore? Don't drag me to the icy, I don't want to languish in pain waiting for a death so difficult to come by. I lived life to the full, let me live my last days as I wish with all that I loved and lived with. In open air and bright sunlight let me take my last breath in the midst of kith and kin, take the last few steps slowly and silently and feel the moment that stands between life and death. Don't put me on a ventilator, I never want to lie motionless enduring all the pain that comes my way, silently suffering with none of my friends hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by. Imagine life on life supports, how horrible it is with organs after organs failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes. My dear! death is a peaceful transition from one state of consciousness to another, our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural, unbearable, sad and pathetic. If you love me, let me die as such with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me. Let me bid farewell to my beautiful world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair. ©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

DYING A DEATH

Oh my near and dear!
don't stretch my life 
beyond nature's favour.
When death is a certainty,
why are you so reluctant
to accept the reality?
When hours and days are numbered
of what use adding a few more?

My body never listens to what i say,
my mind is not with me, somewhere else.
I am not the same I was,
the battle is over, yet to fight the war.
How long you will stretch my life and what for?
Is a body having very little in it
going to serve you and your purpose anymore?

Don't drag me to the icy,
I don't want to languish in pain
waiting for a death so difficult to come by.
I lived life to the full,
let me live my last days as I wish
with all that I loved and lived with.
In open air and bright sunlight 
let me take my last breath 
in the midst of kith and kin,
take the last few steps 
slowly and silently and feel the moment
that stands between  life and death.

Don't put me on a ventilator,
I never want to lie motionless 
enduring all the pain that comes my way,
silently  suffering with none of my friends 
hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by.

Imagine life on life supports,
how horrible it is with organs after organs
failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony
with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes.

My dear!
death is a peaceful transition from
one state of consciousness to another,
our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural, 
unbearable, sad and pathetic.
If you love me, let me die as such
with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me.
Let me bid farewell 
to my beautiful  world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair.

©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018

#something I LOOK AT-102
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

DYING A DEATH

Oh my near and dear!
don't stretch my life
beyond nature's favour.
When death is a certainty,
why are you so reluctant
to accept the reality?
When hours and days are numbered
of what use adding a few more?

My body never listens to what i say,
my mind is not with me, somewhere else.
I am not the same I was,
the battle is over, yet to fight the war.
How long you will stretch my life and what for?
Is a body having very little in it
going to serve you and your purpose anymore?

Don't drag me to the icy,
I don't want to languish in pain
waiting for a death so difficult to come by.
I lived life to the full,
let me live my last days as I wish
with all that I loved and lived with.
In open air and bright sunlight
let me take my last breath
in the midst of kith and kin,
take the last few steps
slowly and silently and feel the moment
that stands between life and death.

Don't put me on a ventilator,
I never want to lie motionless
enduring all the pain that comes my way,
silently suffering with none of my friends
hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by.

Imagine life on life supports,
how horrible it is with organs after organs
failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony
with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes.

My dear!
death is a peaceful transition from
one state of consciousness to another,
our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural,
unbearable, sad and pathetic.
If you love me, let me die as such
with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me.
Let me bid farewell
to my beautiful world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair.

©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018

6 Love

"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Short of words to explain the man he was, my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty Happy and contented he was. No looking back, no regrets for what he had not done, what he had not accomplished, no wishes except a desire for a calm and peaceful end to his serene and beautiful life. No complaint against life. Nothing against anyone A life surrendered at the feet of his guru, a life lived for his students, for their wellbeing and betterment. He loved his students, loved going miles on his bicycle to see his students smile, to solve their problems, to be with them when they are in need. Never ran after any other identity. A teacher he was, a born teacher that was the only identity he had. For him there was hardly any difference between his own kids and the students he took care. A son had to elevate himself to the level of a student to know what his father actually was. For him veda is mathematics and mathematics is veda life is death in motion and death is life in motion and one can live and enjoy both if one has the will to do so. Till the very end lived life to the full, spreading the messages of his guru, working for the triumph of humanity, inspiring others to live and let live . Enjoyed his death while in sleep, passed to the other side of consciousness with head high and a smile on lips, proving his own saying, one can enjoy death the way one enjoys life if the surrender is complete. ©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve 
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher 
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to 
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics 
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion 
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness 
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

#something I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

2 Love

"Read the caption"

Read the caption

Have you ever saw a patient fighting for life with death?
I have.
My father was diagnosed Cancer back in Feb 2016. I came to know about it, after his death. I always believed that my father in a way is too good person to harm someone, or to be harmed back. But cancer chooses people unbiasedly, actually death chooses people unbiasedly - You are never too old or never too young to die.
One of the thing my father always told me was, We all are here to die. He would tell me, "when its time for him to go, even if he will be healthy, he will have to go". My Father, Alhumdulil'lah was a believer. He believed in Allah. He believed in death. But, I did see him fighting to live, ofcourse not for himself, but for us. Oneday, When he was ill, I told him when will you get well, I am tired to see you on bed! He replied that, "Even if I get well, someday I still will have to die". But I know, he wanted to live for us. One of the audio clips we have, when he was on death bed, he says there, "this is so painful, and the only reason I don't want give up on life are my daughters"
When I look for myself today, I don't think it was just dad who died, but we all did ( my family and me). Cancer did not steal just dad from us, but also a major part of us. I see the unfilled cracks of his separation in my soul, that no richs, and pleasure can fill. I miss him, And sometimes, it feels like I have loss myself in that process. But we are believers, And, we have to believe in death. We have to accept this life, like all the pleasures of this world, are temporary. We don't get to choose death, death chooses us. Death is meant to be, sooner or later.
I miss dad, I miss him everytime I am breathing, Everytime I am writing. Missing him is constant. I miss the person, who bought light to my life by educating me. I remember, When I was very young, and when he will pray, I will pray with him. Repeat everything that he says. My father build in me, a person - Kind enough to help anyone unbiasedly, anytime and strong enough to refuse pleasures at the stake of self respect.
One of the most beautiful thing, My father did for me is teaching me the etiquettes of Islam. He never prioritised this life, over the world hereafter, and I am glad he taught us all same.
I remember, how he used to stand for prayers even when he was too ill.
I remember our last eid, and, all he said was to recite a Naat sharief for him. I remember, how he touched my freshly pierced ears for the first and last time. I remember, how badly he wanted to see me as an engineer, and how proud he was of all his daughters.
Sometimes, I do feel I have not been a good daughter, never good enough. But I know, No matter where I am, what I do, How messed up, How cracked, How ashamed, If it's my father he will embrace me in his arms.!
I miss you dad, Always!!

4 Love
2 Share

"Death When death invites you You are shocked for a while , but understand we all have to die one day, Nothing is permanent except death. Some thinks ,death is an illusion but the truth comes out.. Death is what snatches everything from your life, Nothing is permanent except death. Some fear,to die Some persists to have courage to die, Some anticipates death is the only solution for everything, and Nothing is permanent except death. Riyanka Nag"

Death

When death invites you
You are shocked for a while ,
but understand we all have to die one day,
Nothing is permanent except death.



Some thinks ,death is an illusion
but the truth comes out..
Death is what snatches everything from your life,
Nothing is permanent except death.


Some fear,to die
Some persists to have courage to die,
Some anticipates death is the only solution for everything,
and Nothing is permanent except death.


Riyanka Nag

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