Poems from the other side

Heaven

White blank space and fluffy clouds
A place of pure sounds.
No hate, no lies, no sins this place is a dream.
Where the people fly away with clear thoughts and words that are put into play.

Heaven,
The pure place of beauty
Angels guarding the throne infront of me.
There a man sits there with a booming voice says unto me,
Young child welcome to a place where suffering is eased and where your spirit is free.

Imagination as wild can be.
A solid word becomes reality.
White robes stain free.
The people smile and speak softly.

A place of pure sounds
What a wonderful dream.

Heaven,
A great land of honesty
Pure love from everyone
The house of solidarity.
And there's a man sitting on the throne with a booming voice who speaks unto me welcome to a place where suffering is eased and where your spirit is free.

Heaven.
A place of pure beauty.
The house of solidarity.