Death is an art, more colourfull than the blue sky
No painters and composer can frame it
Death is much softer than the flying feather
It has a sweet soft music
Only the death traveller can listen it.

Death is more natural than the life
Life makes living cry weep and scream
But death is full of peace
No fury no anger, its just sleepy
Death is not greedy and demanding like life.

Life is a basket of greeds and desires
It desires to hold everything till the last breath



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Ershad Mazumder

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-colour-of-death/