Heaven : An Endless Exception

Is there any place called heaven? 
Search for twenty four into seven. 
You find none, try anydone. 
An impossible mission, 
Never nears a completion. 
Because of deception, 
Hard to receive any reception. 
Heaven implies fellicity, 
With no duplicity. 
It has no reality, 
It is beyond practicality. 
One needs contemplation, 
Should draw illustration, 
From Buddha's prescription, 
Heaven is a perception. 
If mortality is the only reality, 
Where no one lives forever, 
So don't run after durabilty, 
As hell and heaven are short survivors.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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