Deat Is...

Death is a door,
It is the last stand.
You earned Lot for yourself,
But you go with bare hand.

Death is a chance,
To make a new start.
To pack all of your luggage,
and to play a new part.

Death is a rest,
From a long journey.
To get ready for next goal,
You have to run till the eternity.

Death is a full stop,
At your life's book.
Don't spoil it my friend,
Its the only all will look.

Death is a pleasure,
To meet THE ONE.
You'll take all that,
What you have ever done.

Death is THE END,
at your play.
The patrons are at their seats,
But you are on your way.

For me death is a illusion,
I can never understand.
Like the air makes the painting
On a desert's sand.