In Loving Memory Of My Beloved Small Uncle

Small Uncle went for a drive. He is 70, strong and good-looking for his age. He met with an accident. He went home himself. Two days later, he died of brain hemorrhage (bleeding). Life is as such, so fragile!!!

I felt like writing a poem. Not sure if it really relates to him, but I need to get some words out of my chest.

Life comes…
Life goes…
Disappears in the cold thin air,
Life dreams…
Life hopes…
How much do you dare,
Life screams…
Life pains…
How much should you bear,
Life games…
Life bets…
Has it been fair,
LIVE
LOVE
Don’t you care,
Life starts…
Life stops…
Do you know when... where.