Letter To Death

Thousands of poems written over death.

All the poems are meaningless written over death.

Regardless of our faiths, we conclude over death.

We act normal as if nothing happened before death.

We believe and do not believe everything we love but we do not believe in our death.

Death is inevitable but we forget our death.

We dream but we do know we are here for few years over death.

Life is magic but death is reality.

We are magic but God is real.

We are believers but God is a fact.

We are in dark, but God shows light.

But to us God is Dog, but for God he is self-sufficient.

What a faith we hold onto God and death!

Alas! If we were never born on this tiny planet with existential thought.

Alas! If we were like other animals.

Alas! If we were a tree.

Alas! If we did not know the definition of God and death.

Alas! If love did not exist in this universe.

Alas! What a harsh reality.

Oh. God forget me and forgive me and let me be dust and let me not stay hidden with the entire universe as an atom.

Letter to the death, please eradicate from here and let others know about my existence.

Alas! I was dust.