Death is...

Death will come

And until it goes

What it is no mortal knows.

Death is cheap

Death has eyes, cold and bitter

Death is morbid to the sinner.

Death can lull

And it can beckon

It can smother with affection.

Death is dull

And indifferent

It claims both the grown and infant.

Death lingers in the heart

Of those addicted to its macabre

Drowning them in hideous laughter.

Death is cold

Death is violent

Death satiates the compliant.

Death is trivial

Death is sweet

Death is the final end we meet.

Death is defiant

Our harbinger and none too soon

As the harlequins we sing His tune.

Death is silent

Death can wait

Death has sealed you to its fate.

*Rajwinraj*