Death is a beautiful maiden with dark tresses flying,

When she comes near, one just can't keep on lying (pun);

Death is a sleep O! So comforting....

Not wanting to know when's the next morning;

Death is a cold pillow for the soul to take a rest,

After lives bondages it sure looks the best;

Death is like a mother, holds us to her bossom,

When we retreat from life in the same usual pattern;

Death is a certainty, every man has to face,

But be sure you go with her in grace.

Two things in life we cannot control, one is birth and the second is death. Everything which comes to life has to go one day. It is how we percieve or final curtain call is all that matters...............