On Being Dead

So far it is wonderfully quiet
And being beautifully absolved
Is a hoot!
However
I think I shall miss
Being naughty.

Everyone I meet
Is too full of goodness.
Perhaps I'm in the
Wrong place.



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-09-16 at 09:34

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countryfog
A place of nothing but sweetness and quiet isn't my idea of a heaven either, such salvation seems an incredibly boring eternal reward for a life generally well-lived but not without its naughty moments, which is the best I think anyone can say at the end.
2011-09-16



Right place, wrong crowd. Look over here, behind that towering cumulus. You'll find kindred spirits (and enough naughty to keep you in smiles for a good long time).
2011-09-16



full of goodness maybe because no one fears you anymore
2011-09-16


Neelima
Is heaven like that?
2011-09-16