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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