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my poetry deals with the mysteries of life and the ultimate end of our lives
        notes                      DEATH- calls Immortals.

the humans in the            Mortals fly into the barren land,
earth live in mystery          dance in the air of mystery,
they often laugh at            laugh at their own eyes and ears,
another's mistakes            closely at their fortune.

days fall on and the            Drops of rain fallen upright
burden of life increases        tears were a burden of life.
the truth of life comes          Truth often comes after a night,
only after great pain            like a shark after the ship,
and like the shark it            which brokes the ship into pieces.
shatter all our mystery.                                       

Peace of life cannot              Peace! my Lord, can't make it soon
be made sooner. Dealth        Death offers them rarely.
also cannot bring it              White and Red roses mingled
sometimes. The pain            garland of life thus made.
and happiness together
make the life.
                                          Angels spoke a little, but spoke truth.
Mystery and truth                mortals act a little, but causes pain.
are always together              Truth and Pain sailed in same ship.
and one who lives  in            marks them a heavenly fortune.
mystery will be awarded
with heavenly fortune.
                                            Listen, ye dead man
listen , as soon as                soon you trust them
you trust death it binds          soon you will be cheated
you sooner. your time            slowly put your hands
is slowly passing, so live        hold your roses strongly
happily                                  that make you smile a little.

death is a stranger                  Death, often comes as a stranger
it will come when it is              make all his partners soon
least expected. It take            take away our roses
away our life, like the              and smiles, like the rain,
clouds disppear after rain          wipe out the clouds.

the rule of death is                  Thunders came before lightining.
strange. it comes when            rules of death is like that.
we are least expecting              can't say any excuse,
it. we have to pay for all            only to pay our bill.
good and bad things we
have done.
                                                Our belly is enough tight.
our life is full of evils                  so have to go with him
so we have to exercise              for a general exercise,
more good things and                so as to lose our faith.
and lead a peaceful life              "Come! ye Mortals
hereafter in heaven                      hold me and make thy
thus death make us                    an Immortal", calls Death.     
Immortal.                         
                                                                      By
                                                                          Sarosathy.
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