BEYOND THE PEARLY GATES

BEYOND THE PEARLY GATES

A Poem by FlawedByDesign

BEYOND THE PEARLY GATES

A front row seat to the silent requiem.
Repose of souls that I did not know.
Paying respect so that one day I may be treated the same.

For some, life is nothing but a game.
Watching the sand flow through the hourglass,
Time counting backwards from the moment we’re born.

Sewn and silent we await the blow of the horn,
Eager to play tag with the light at the end of the tunnel.
A chance at redemption, too much to shy away from.

Saints and sinners born anew in kingdom come.
Beyond these pearly gates we are all alike,
Benign spirits and blessed souls comprising a divine whole.

“A front row seat to the silent requiem.
Repose of souls that I’ve known.
Paying respect because one of those souls is my own.”

© 2010 FlawedByDesign


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this is simply elegant.. a phrasing that very easily could have gone over into treacle is held tightly in check.

for some reason, this stanza:
"Sewn and silent we await the blow of the horn,
Eager to play tag with the light at the end of the tunnel.
A chance at redemption, too much to shy away from."

really captures my imagination.. both for its lyricism and its content

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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A very interesting poem. I don't know how many of us will make it in. I try to do the best I could. But I like the concept of the front roll seat to the silent requiem. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow, Wow, WOW! Amazing, it is! There's so much interest, such a message in this! Great job, I simply loved it! :) I loveeee the last verse!

Posted 10 Years Ago


A charming work with amazing lines.

Paying respect because one of those souls is my own.”

Loved this line a lot...
Great one!!!!
Well done!!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


I really like this , it is a reminder to me to what I have seen , experienced ,

"For some, life is nothing but a game.
Watching the sand flow through the hourglass,
Time counting backwards from the moment we’re born."

this is thought play shifting those sands from free fall to fate


Posted 10 Years Ago


so good i dont know what to say:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


this is simply elegant.. a phrasing that very easily could have gone over into treacle is held tightly in check.

for some reason, this stanza:
"Sewn and silent we await the blow of the horn,
Eager to play tag with the light at the end of the tunnel.
A chance at redemption, too much to shy away from."

really captures my imagination.. both for its lyricism and its content

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 14, 2010
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Tags: poem, poetry, life, sould, afterlife, heaven, spirit, gates

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FlawedByDesign

Stratford, Ontario, Canada



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The name is Ivan - I'm 31. I am originally from Bosnia and Herzegovina. I left my country in 94 because of the civil war. After emigrating, my family lived in France for 2 years before coming to Canad.. more..

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