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Geremia
Geremia
Sep 03, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

HEAVEN'S GATE

HEAVEN’S GATE There are no tears at Heaven’s GateNo longings, regretsNo fears.No love or hate.No joy ,pleasure, pain or suffering.No sense of SelfNo individuationNo hopes, dreams or desire.No iron made steal by passion’s fire.
No sublime acts of redemption.Insidious bliss.No Life.
— Geremia, Sep 03, 2009

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Seren

Seren

16 years 9 months ago

This is a powerful write …

This is a powerful write ... I loved the message, its heart rending and beautiful ... love and hugz Jayne x x We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall ...
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 9 months ago

And yet, and yet!

As Issa said at the death of his daughter, he lost many and this one was so dear to him:- The world of dew is a world of dew and yet and yet ..............................................Issa. But that aside, I agree, sadly devastating, that is what is and that's that. The 'ten' commandments of non-existence clearly expressed. But while we live, none of it applies, we LIVE! Love from Annuccia
Seren

Seren

16 years 9 months ago

Dear Ann ...

I sat here and tried to think of what this poem reminded me off and you hit the nail on the head , the ten commandments of non exsistance ... profoundly and eloquently put .. much love Jayne x x "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall" ...
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 9 months ago

E vero, in questa bellissimo mondo

I hope you do not dwell as much on the opposite as your poetry descries, we are enjoying your company here, and you sometimes surprise us with your 'joie de vivre', so all is not so sad. We dance with our words for you too! Annuccia
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lyz

16 years 9 months ago

Hi

These words are deep. There feels to be a matter of factness in your write. I do like it but I also hope there is something more. Lyz
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orgami

16 years 9 months ago

As if

waiting for a bus on the morning schedule that never shows its the mystery of wonder in a world that so wants answers to all things explorers on ships deck seeking treasures of the new world sponsored by Queens and Kings and men manning positions for reward I in youth thought I new all and now half life over I know nothing some say there is a heaven others say nothing exists yet electricity was thought and shown to exist in Greek times but took Tesla to make it what it is now so many versions of God spirit soul and idealisms of Heaven eventually my life will end here and Im glad that I dont know what is beyond for I may dream of sunshine and wake to cool rains supplicating wet sensation in mists of ponder throwing back the longing of the sky and bringing me a smile This is a wonderful poem Longo thank you