death

Why Life?
Born with a cry
Like a sadness in the realms of life
Then grow up the baby darling
Incarnate into a man full of problems
Why live?
Just to fill the stomach?
Or obey thirsty thirst?
Or just a descent
Breed like an animal?
Why do we live?
How much our lives mean to others
Because there is a time we leave the world
Or the world that leaves us
Why do we live,
hit the wind of nature
Wade the earth
or shelter under the sky
Will this earth be just a catcher?
Which can only add to the congestion of the world?

Ah, why I live,
If there is no use for life
I must make history
Because death will stop everything.
An inch of grave
At that time,
When the dull eyes faded uncertainly
Afraid to look at the angel of death
There was a sulky verse
Full of tears and sadness
Sakaratul death,
The natural doors of the world and the afterlife
Stretching like a palace gate
The grave's castle is dark black
Sakaratul death,
Slowly angels take a life
Irresistible pain
Like a rusted knife slashed
Then exfoliated without compassion
Sick,
Life is uprooted from the body
Gliding kites wept sorry
Sin continues to be stored in the chest
It is impossible to improve the history of the world
The body is blue,
Tongue,
The heart stopped crying,
Eyes closed for until the end of time
Raga is stripped,
In the basuh ago in blanket with shroud
Paraded like a dead prey shot
Grave was waiting for me at the funeral
Two angels ready to question me
An inch by inch of ground
Closing my body
An inch long split
Closing memories of the world
I was left alone
The family just cried and left
The treasure of silence does not matter
The throne is only limited to my life
When it dies,
I am still a carcass