When eyes close and sounds cease...

To no avail
shall the people,pleasures
be, none is concerned.

Its the moment
of silence and tranquility.
The moment of death,
As we call it.

Forgotten heroes , lovers,
good men , bad men,
and women, poets too,
were laid , will be laid.
To earth is the return...

 A few moments
after the moment,
Life gets finished.
in a nutshell,important events,
concerned people. Now, completely diminished.

And during the moment of peace,
slowly ,one shall freeze,
like the fading breeze,
then eyes close and sounds cease...

Littleangels

My childhood,
I shall always miss.
'cause innocence,
for me was a bliss.
All little,
my bro and cute sis.
Our parents,
loved and gave a kiss.
If scolded,
we would cry and hiss.
My childhood,
nice it was, still it is.

But now,
we are grownup clowns.
Ever facing,
life's up and downs.
Little chance,
and all of us pounce.
if we don't,
our careers shall bounce.
Friends scattered,
in distant cities,towns.
We have lost happiness,
our names are just nouns.