Best Depressionheaven Poems
HEAVEN WEEPS!
Oh! How terrible as Heaven weeps,
Balls of blood drip from it as terror seeps
Through the mind of Godly Humanity-
Quite perished in the world of vanity.
The earth and all its troubles,
Have caused an earth quake of rumbles
Through the grounds of sorrowing Heaven.
Oh! How terrible, infested by many a raven.
Was Christ's mission on earth a failure?
Or did He conquer death with rigor?
Today are we safe from the flames of hell?
Oh! Heaven weeps-no one can tell-
Rain falls in its season making man to delight-
Tears of Heaven falling as rain in this dark light-
Heaven weeps because man is a cruel animal;
Man is a cruel and unpredictable mammal.
The Churches are painted with blood-
While the palaces keep growing on human loot;
The Poor Child's cries of poverty are ignored,
As Churches extort and palaces grow in their pore.
Oh !how terrible as Heaven weeps!
Balls of blood drip from it as terror seeps,
Through the mind of Godly Humanity-
As Heaven contemplates with what to do with such Calamity.....
What exzists upon being said, perhaps ideas or emotions being missled.
Fact or fiction in everyones ideas, dreams of fortune that arnt quite his.
Relenquish these thoughts drown this pain, a heaven before my love in vain.
Hollow in fiction that forever lasts, curse what spells have been cast.
Wicked scorns in a fiery embrace, deaths emotions become thy face.
Of love, perhaps even hate, disspair in missfortune because its to late.
Deeper within inside my space, inverted sequence of a haunting in place.
Trapped in a hue, drowning in fog, eating such filth while drinking smog.
Where to climb in the shadows of dark, entering such doors with a key to the heart.
The sweet beautiful taste of exquisite lies, one of a kind heartfelt cryes.
Such heaven beyond what is fake, never believe things are yours to make.
Visions in dreams of nightmares, witness to a world of reality- no one cares.
Not you not I and you ask why, as you bleed from the tears you cry.
A silent scream of sounds in laughter, musical notes from deaths teeth chatter.
A prison trapping a heart, my hell alone has not even begun to start.