POEM
Beautiful the curtain is, Inside,
the eternal death is roaming.
Colorful the death seems in the corner of destiny.
The design of death is fearful,
Peace and silence it brings.
Memorable doings are left and bad deed is forgotten.
Safe is death in its destiny.
Green is death in horizon.
Chaos is death with unseen segment.
Death rises birth too.
Death is rising parent too.
