Death..

I sleep under a big tree,

upon thee strong knee,

As my eyes fall low,

I have a dream not so good..

I wake up just to see,

a different world of less space,

where you are no longer with me,

And this world has no beauty,

Haunted with fear, heartbroken with pain,

I don't wake up again..

And this death proved a little lucky,

life seemed a burden, heart too heavy..

Wish this dream turn so true,

I heaven I shout aloud,

Even after death, I love you..

Death - II