Passionate Dark

The home of the lost souls The place with the gone souls The place with millions of soils All different except their beginnings and their ends The refuge of the craving soul The dark monster himself With horns and dark wings The creature working overtime to make every soil into his own The mind with the hidden fears The music full of tears The place with the most goodbyes The journeys of "until we meet again" For in the end there is only one home And it's full of light, dance, happiness, freedom and cheers..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Godwin Avatar
October 7, 2015 at 9:21 AM
I may be wrong, but I clearly thought of heaven, where we all - even THE evil one - end up and I think this poem is extremely creative, reflective and downright poetic. I cannot imagine why no one has commented. I really like this ... a lot ... CayCay
Hunjeri Avatar
October 16, 2015 at 4:08 AM
Yes this poem is a graveyard, death, burial and finally heaven. Thank you much CayCay
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