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Aptly Named

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Bliss, O Man, you shall not seek in blood
Waves of violence break out from stirrings subterranean
Opening the floodgates of damnation sure and certain
You might be offered kingdoms and crowns gorgeous
But once you fall to the snare, you get buried forever
You could soar up infinite reaches
Then why should you shrink into dark holes perilous?
Once thrown into being, how can you deny yourself?
Denial strikes harsh strings and smacks of perversion
The perverse artist is aptly named the Devil
He mistakes soothing shade for fire and brimstone
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Saturday, November 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: faith
Edward Kofi Louis 11 May 2019
How can you deny yourself? Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 08 November 2014
A good poem for social cause and it is beautiful.
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Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 08 November 2014
You should soar up infinite reaches. Beautiful poem shared......excellent writing.
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