I’m slowly getting back to blogging after an awesome weekend at the Tamassa hotel, and I’m soon getting back to visiting your blogs.
Meanwhile, here’s a poem of mine that I wrote not too long ago, which basically on the idea that perfection doesn’t exist, not even in Heaven.
A Two-Faced Heaven
The doors to Heaven open to a white light
Blinding; angels of perfection
Pouring a liquor of bliss and bright
Pride into our hearts and soul.
Some great expectation
And excellence is believed to be in our control.
We perceive nothing but love,
When in fact exist trespasses.
The veil slips,
Chases off the dove.
Life in Heaven has merely faced an eclipse.
Angels are deadly,
As dangerous as the fires of Hell,
As precious as words of secrecy.
Once discovered, happiness is lost.
All is said to be ephemeral;
Light vanished, turning into frost.
The doors to Heaven are locked.
We’re trapped and can do nothing.
Really? Hope has only been frocked.
Behind the clouds surely lies a way
Back to Earth, as there is no such thing
As Heaven, unless unknown and miles away.
Nothing and no one should be judged by their appearance. We may never know what lies behind these walls/clothes…
Indeed, nothing and no one is perfect.
An Evil Nymph.
- Heaven in Heaven (a poem) (postalice.wordpress.com)
- Heaven & Hell (rightnowinthismoment.wordpress.com)
- Breathe Heaven’s Air (intostillness.wordpress.com)
- Voice of Heaven (wordsrhymesandrhythm.wordpress.com)
- What springs to mind when you hear the word ‘heaven’? (eslschoolforenglish.wordpress.com)