PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

What a immense place I have unwrap eyes to,

place where it is tough to tell

where heaven initiate or is on its closing stages,

colors are combine,

Picasso art work at a glance,

tones of sharp vivid colors on the sinful grounds and skies, dark tones the clouds tend to stroke,

a vertical path like a passage in the middle,

to mother earth or heaven,

is complicated to make the verdict,

dark souls walking on mother soil,

every person who has been thought after life,

confidently they will guide me and approved my path,

is so dark in this place,

solitary with only the wind as my companion,

bushes and darkness only form of conversation,

the skies so bright,

grant me the key to that life,

dark gloomy clouds appear from one side,

the whispers of demons and creatures are heard,

trying to invade the wonderful ski of our father,

it takes control,

the gorgeous heaven I saw slowly been darkened out,

fading away, more confuse I stay,

should I receive the key that is place on my hand,

marks the heaven,

but the dark clouds and evil voices

dont seem as a great place,

are my love ones really happy in that state,

something appears I see an object,

shape like heart, the only escape of light,

after all the dark in the sky,

the heart never looses is bright,

should it be my love ones, as when they live,

telling me we are fine, this is a marvelous place,

or should it be my father before my father,

like life telling me

that even thought dark can cover the bright skies,

the heart should never be covered,

or wiped out of sight, marvelous sight,

the key I should use to open my path,

when I reach my destination,

a painful soul or love ones of my own,

will view the same sight,

this time my heart will be the one shaping up!

-che