%% This is a poem: Death, the dark and silent thief Comes in the night, when all is still To take away life, with no relief Leaving behind a lonely chill The victim, unaware of his fate Is not prepared for death's embrace His life is gone, and only too late He realizes his own mistake Death, the great leveler of all Takes away the young and old No one can escape its call And no one can ever be told It's a cruel and ruthless game That no one can ever win Life is short, and death is its aim In the end, we all succumb to its whim Saadi Shirazi's very mysterious & abtract poem about the hard choices than man has to take in order to fulfil a more important mission, the short-term sacrifices he has to endure. For example the pains of heart breaks with a loved one. The irony of life as a whole, nihilistic: %% #poetry #art  Life is a maze of paths unknown Meandering through light and shade Paths that lead to joy or moan From which we cannot evade  The heart is torn with every step As we tread the rocky way From sweet love to mournful wept The price we pay, day by day  They say that all that glitters is gold But riches fade and health declines Leaving us with a story untold Of a life filled with regrets and signs  We walk alone, with heavy heart Drifting through the emptiness of time Leaving behind a world apart In search of a purpose divine  What is the meaning of life, we cry As we wrestle with the unknown Trying to find the reason why We exist in this cold and lonely zone  The answer lies within, my friend In the choices we make and the path we take For in the end, we must contend With the ultimate choice we cannot fake  To face death with courage and grace And leave behind a legacy of love Knowing we have run the race And embraced the gift from above.