Dr. J. BHAGYALAKSHMI
When death stares you in the eye
Making you freeze,
Seized with fright
A numbness
Spreading all over,
What do you do?
You feel so humble
You feel so small
Helpless and trembling
Before that might
You think of them whom you love
You clasp them close
Tighten your fold
Your thoughts whisper
Frightful truths
You hush them up
Lest the death should hear
And snatch away the ones you love.