Death? Poetry

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Death? Poetry

Death

Sex is like the little death

A tremendous relief from exquisite pain

a release of pressure so divine

sex is like the little death

Life

Life is the epitome of love

A demonstration of bloom and hope

An admonition to dream and survive

Life is the epitome of love

Heaven

Heaven is the idea of continuity

What goes up must come down

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction

Heaven is the idea of continuity

Hell

Hell is the Boogey man in the night

The reason to be good and obey

The depiction of what it means to lie

Hell is the boogey man in the night

Trust

Trust is faith without a reason

It is the bond between lost and found

It is the beginning with no end

Trust is faith without reason

Doubt

Doubt is self evident within the human race

It is the one thing that is universal

It is the difference between animals and man

Doubt is self evident in the human race.

Truth

Truth is a luxury that poor men can afford

But the rich find it too expensive

It is the currency upon which our world is based

Truth is a luxury that poor men can afford

Deceit

Deceit is the politic world embodied

Only the rich can afford to lie

Only the poor can behold the fallacy

Deceit is the politic world embodied

Poetry

My poetry is not for you to understand

My poetry is all about me and mine

My poetry is unfathomable at times

My poetry is not for you

To

Understand

It is mine and mine alone

Death

Life

Heaven

 Hell

Trust

Doubt

Truth

Deceit

It is all poetry in my mind

And through my eyes

I see what others may not

And in truth, death is the ending of life.

The epitome of trust in God,

And the forsaking of hell,

The belief in heaven with no time for deceit.

Truth lies in our hearts.

That is the Poetry of Life

Death

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unchainedsorrow commented on Death? Poetry

10-07-2009

It almost has a song like quality to it. i really like this. most i read on here i don't care for. I'm not saying they are not good because a lot are i just don't feel them but in this write of yours i could. great write and thank you for sharing it :)

DeepEclipse commented on Death? Poetry

10-07-2009

Damn you sculpted this with precision. Wrapping around and back around from beginning to end. Bringing the words used back into play to dance for a second time. This line here yanked my attention - [Truth is a luxury that poor men can afford but the rich find it too expensive] - like reverse psycology. It reveals to me how much of reality is manipulated by illusions. You write with a style that attracts the eye. You put this together beautifully.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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