A Dinner With Nietzsche Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

A Dinner With Nietzsche In Heaven
My Spacecraft landed on
The surface of heaven.
I am warmly greeted by
So many renowned Noble Souls.
Amidst of heavenly personalities,
I noticedwell known An Atheist.
He is no other than Nietzsche, himself.
Indeed, it is a matter of puzzle for me.
With a cool but graceful smile
He invited a dinner with him.
Varieties of fleshy foods
He served to me, himself.
Such a delicious and tasty,
I have never tasted before.
Nietzsche as one of my best friend
Claimed credit of dinner
" All I have cooked for you
As you are the dearest friend
From the mortal earth."
Being An Atheist, how did you get
Entry in Holy Heaven?
I whispered in his ear.
He denied to disclose suspense.
Let it be secret forever
Like a mystical event.
When I enforcedhim again.
No never, I will disclose,
He responded aloud in anger.
That yelling sound disturbed me.
I woke up from my dream.
Many questions arose in my brain stream.
Did Nietzsche bribe holy agents of heaven
To advocate in his favour
Or Almighty had forgiven his sin..
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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2019...April 3...3.46pm