Death and Life

Black is the colour for death

And white is the colour for life

Black has none

White has all

Credence about this certainty is mystery

Certain life and uncertain death

Ascribing life with white and death with black

Wondering what is reality

Questioning its validity

Life as we believe

Is what we are living

Just a road defined to be followed

Or perhaps path to be explored

Since from the beginning

I have been taught and I have seen

To eat, to work and to sleep

To take birth, to grow, to give birth and to die

All these tutelage make me think

M a human or just a robot

Have you ever thought so?

I have always thought so

What’s life and what’s death?

Life something like joy

Death something like fear

Joy in light and scare in darkness

Now I think I know

Why life is white and death black

While living we search

And are restless for joy

Living after death

But still searching and restless for joy

Not sure, But life or death

Aren’t they same?

A rainbow full of colours on a bright sunny day

Or just a dark night

But there’s a beauty in all

Mine of colours, roads uncharted

And restlessness

Just need heart to discover it

Death is dejection

Never ending bondage

For some

But freedom for some

A door closed leads to doors opened

Randomness, Dimensions unknown and Colours hidden

Death just a voyage to search oneself

For the destination unknown