Heaven and Hell

Some say heaven and hell exists here on earth and you choose the path
You decide who’s wrath you wish to encounter, the savior or the prowler?
I believe we’re empowered by both
Most choose the man above while some fall towards the opposition of love
But who am I to judge what path people take?
I am just a simple man of many mistakes
Sometimes the path down below is too tempting not to explore
The party lies underneath the floor and some have a taste and come back for more
But I eventually made my escape to avoid an unwanted fate
I’m still a traveler I must admit
I know the right path to take but sometimes I come back down below for a dip at the lake of fire
Heaven and hell
Who rose who fell?
Another life is born, another story tells

Reviews

[Arpita Mondal]

I loved the way this poem unfolded. The lives we live, the stories we accumulate over the years are what counts.
Beautiful poem :)