Death Is Here...

Wearing a black hooded cloak she walked gracefully without making a sound

Seeing that Mysterious Woman everybody remained astounded

The woman went knocking from one door to another

No one was left alive who saw her face whether be father, daughter, son or mother 

Once there lived a handsome man

Who lived somewhere in a faraway land

Handsome man’s smile did all the killing

To achieve his goal, to go to any extent, he was willing

There was a kind girl who couldn’t see anyone in tears

Sadness and agony were the only things she feared 

Whenever she saw someone crying

In order to free them from their misery, she sent their souls flying 

Famous were the tales of a notorious little boy

Every person’s life he treated like a broken toy

He played so many nasty pranks

Everybody fell prey to his tricks, whatever may be their ranks!

Death is indeed a shrewd creature, an expert predator

He gets the final say, he is the editor!

She is waiting in the shadows to make her next target disappear. 

Close your door cause death is here…