Grave

Thinking out why we all work so efficiently With all of the tension it gave When at the end of our own journey Well everyone's getting burnt and burried in a cave Stress hard all over the mind and time We still couldn't reach out for a help and a save It will be a tough time around Unless we lie dead silently in our grave A place where the soul might find a peace Place to sleep so comfortable with a lot of ease No door is locked there no specific use of keys Neither to worry about anything nor to beg down on knees Just your body lying straight and the surrounded breeze Cold down parts , acting like they're freeze Death is the end of suffering and a time of relief Nothing there is needed desperately Even nobody experiences a crave No thoughts bounded mind no time issues An amazing and a beautiful place Where peaceful minds do stay