Life, on the other hand, is only a story
The beginning to end extremity
A calculating transcendental world
A heartfelt chorus
The illusion of sweetness
Immersed in a dreamy slumber
It is a solely reliant thunder
On the imagination capture
Of the individual factor
Fascination and indulgence
Time is of the importance
Giving up is not an option
You are alive in question
Even though you are dead
There is no limit ahead
To eternal existence non-stop
You're savoring every last drop
It must first be stated
And foremost be ensured
To have and to hold your inner God
© daniel miltz
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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