Death is a soothing sleep,

While sleep is like a partial death,

In contrast when in sleep,

You’re never out of breath.

The eyes are shut,

You can’t even cry,

Heart beats no more,

When the body is to die.

But the soul being immortal,

Stays young forever,

It will feel the peace,

Which it had not felt ever.

Senses just vanish away,

Sufferings and emotions are felt no more,

Soul reaches a divine state,

Which it felt never before.

The soul can recall nothing,

All memories just fade,

Death is an inevitable stage,

Which Mother nature has made.

Do not fear death,

It’s a divine sleep away from earth,

It’s just a small path,

From an old life to a new born birth.

~Krish Kheskani