if its matter to you
never say thanks to someone who likes you
never say bye to someone who really needs you
never forget a person who thinks about you..................

The beuty of death

The beauty of death

let me sleep, for my soul is drunk of love
let me slumber, for my spirit is replete with the days and nights
kindle the lights
and put fire to the censers about my couch
scatter around my body
petals of the rose and narcissus,
and on my hair put pounded musk;
pour out upon my feet
godly smelling perfumes.
then behold, and read what is write by death's hand
upon my brow.

leave me deep in the arms of slumber;
for mine eyelids are tired,
and heavy with this wakefulness.
Kahlil Gibran.