Brain Dead

I have figured it out.

I understand Heaven.

It was never trees and water.

It was never your Mother or your long lost daughter.

No. It’s not gurgling brooks and Angels on Lyres

Away from sulfur and brimstone fires.

Heaven is silence.

Golden and complete

Nothing then more… nothing

And then… repeat.

No more whirring thoughts

No more: what if’s and but’s.

Heaven is complete shut down

No worries or pain

It is the eternal slumber

Of your worn out brain.

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blindzanygirl June 2, 2018 / 12:06 pm

Certainly sounds like Heaven to me. I like this

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- slumpless June 2, 2018 / 12:08 pm
  
  Thanks . Here’s to quiet brains ♥
  
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  - blindzanygirl June 2, 2018 / 12:37 pm
    
    Absolutely
    
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poemsinacoffer June 2, 2018 / 1:29 pm

This is beautiful! To be at peace with the world and oneself is heaven. I loved this piece. 🤗

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- slumpless June 2, 2018 / 2:10 pm
  
  Thanks my dear. Only a complex brain can understand xxx
  
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  - poemsinacoffer June 2, 2018 / 4:16 pm
    
    You’re welcome! 🤗
    A complex brain sometimes is not too complex. 😁
    
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Veena June 2, 2018 / 7:11 pm

A very beautiful piece where silence speaks and soothes inducing eternal bliss.

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- slumpless June 2, 2018 / 9:37 pm
  
  Thank you lovely lady I really appreciate that ♥
  
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