lovedly
lovedly
Nov 30, 2022

A Son is Born Where's the Sin?

Performance Is Sunny Not Sinny

This is something so unique
what all humans and animals do
through the day and night
why you call God's mission
as Sin....

May I you remind
he posted women and man of your kind
to seed population
till they rest for months nine

you seed the soil of heaven's
and spread wings of heaven
mother earth is so happy
man you are working
helping god in his duty
we are just slaves
of the night

live to enjoy
play not save

the world has picked up
at break neck speed
haven't you heard about trains
dashing at lightening speed

sure you too will all beat
ere you rest in...
RIP
another comes and says
now see me

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Why were we born only for fun enjoy all

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read

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Comments

Lavender

Hello, Lovedly,
If I were to choose the lines that strike me here, they would be: "Live to enjoy. Play, not save."
Thank you,
Lav