DEATH AND LIFE
Death is our parting point
As life is our broken joint.
We are a plank of wood split amidst tares.
One to fire, the other to cold and a mixture of tears.
The tree has given us her arms
Where death and life succeed without charms.
This sweet revenge I will enjoy in the east.
How you trade your breath on the wind travelling to west.
I will close my eyes
But beckon the birds from the skies
To carry you on their beaks
To the land of unknown above peaks.
Love is a mirror of life but a vision of death
When the body sends off the heart to a pathless path.
The beginning unto you - scripted tales of comedy
But the end you despised has staged you into an unending scene of tragedy.
I have chosen to live
Whether you embrace death or take a leave
To the paradise of mites in strife.
This is how I will swing and swing myself in the valley of life.