Death A Poem

[Endurer]

Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the bone
Man has created death.

" William Butler Yeats "

[Hina87]

very deep

thanks for sharing

[waffa]

nice sharing

[RAHEN]

zabardast - bahut achi hai yeh poem brother

Thanks 4 sharing

[spotlesssoul]

[B]Indeed a great one..!!