If Death Is Not Real? - Poem by maxpoet beauty
If death is not real?
If death does not exist in my imagination,
Or my imagination is telling me that we conjecture,
Is real or our love is so shallow?
Can we see Heaven on earth whilst hating all good done unto us?
We love hatred and knew not,
I was thinking that love exist's with no limits,
But this heart of mine is limited to time,
Most idiocy of Humanity is Ruins,
Think and follow love that is from here,
Not my wish to see foolishness taking us apart,
That I as a bard man,
Thought of a dwelling from this unfeigned verse,
That exists on earth,
Still failing that Human Heart,
Maybe death is not real?
Or is it that I'm just Imagining of Reincarnation of Understanding.
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