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Monday, 27 June 2011

Paradise

Where do we go when we die?
Some part of paradise in the sky?
A place where all is not as it seems
A place we can only imagine in our happiest dreams

Tranquil serene, no stress, no worries
Everything is peaceful. not one person hurries
No dark secrets, nothing to fear
A peaceful world, where everything is clear

A place where everyone is happy
No sadness prevails
Where beautiful ships abound
With pure satin white sails

Where angels dine out on cottonwool clouds
Where no black veil of darkness falls
Life isn't a rehearsal
This is your curtain call

© 2011 Aliyeopoems

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