Death, scary? Truth? What is it?None of us knowIt might be a friend? Lover? Enemy?Wish of being immortal to wish of dyingWhat would you choose ? dwell into the poetry of deathWhere death has taken no other form but then a very dear friend.Death could be your friend, your master, your lover or maybe your enemy?Death could also be your destination…….. Sometimes you might confront the truth earlier and accept it or maybe you would wait for its arrival, and go with the journey while doing your sacrifices, later accepting the truth.
