Hereafter Poem by Paul Butters

Hereafter

Rating: 5.0


No light,
No dark;
No heat
Nor cold.
No feelings, thoughts.
No past history,
Or future dreams.
No nothing.

Not even a hint of transparency.
No whisp of being.
Nothing to show for all our strife.
Just nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Must find Heaven then!

(W) and (C) 7\6\08,10.20 AM.

Saturday, June 7, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

I don't usually do random generalisations but I rather love your poetry. I might have forgotten to say it before. t x

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Paul Butters

Paul Butters

Leeds, West Yorkshire.
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