Death

Death is an unwelcomed guest in the worst timing.

It never felt the vibe of the real humans.

Death plucked the soul as if plucking a fragile flower.

It goes with the soul screaming to stay on earth.

Author's Note

MT Vasudevan Nair's words I am borrowing here death is a joker who does not aware of the actual part of the life drama( ranghabhoamillathha komaliyannu marannam ) MT said in malayalam language and it is fully saturated to get exact definition of death to
a writer and for me too. Hey death where is your venomous sting, hey death where is your dark monstrous hands, maraname ninte vizhamulla dhamshanamevide? maraname ninte karala khasthanghallevide?

Reviews

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Yes, death the eternal divider...
No one can really escape it, but we try.
Great poem. Enjoyed reading this piece.
Keep it up, Take good care.