My own hell or heaven

Somewhere up there,

Star miles away,

There are two majestic doors,

One leads to hell,

And the other to heaven,

But if these afterworlds,

Exist star miles away,

Why do I see so many hells and heavens all around me?

Everyone building their own,

Hell or heaven,

Speck by speck,

Brick by brick,

Build to attack,

Build to invite,

Build to evolve,

Build to hate,

Build to love,

Expression of what he thinks he deserves,

Expression of who she thinks she is within,

Right here on mother earth,

In our minds and soul,

Heaven or hell,

But they say these afterworlds,

Exist star miles away,

Then why do I see so many hells and heavens all around me?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 Happy Evolving!

Links to a few other poems:

Being Me

Roles people play 

His Ego

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9 thoughts on “My own hell or heaven

  1. “The experiences are transitory,
    come and go,
    back and forth,
    history keeps on repeating itself,
    everything seems unreal,
    like a dream,
    there is to be something worth living for,
    who knows the truth,
    none other than ‘the self, the Atman’,
    the all knowing,
    all pervading,
    and untainted by the dirt of human mind,
    Atman is the eternal truth.”

    Namaste 🙂

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