A Sort Of Heaven Poem by Sandra Feldman
A Sort Of Heaven
In this cruel
Calculating,
Treacherous
Cold world
Where would we be?
Without Poets and Poetry,
All the rest is so tainted
With falsehood and hypocrisy,
But most Poets, are sincere
And know that Verse
Should be,
The best of themselves, that
They can sincerely offer
To this very troubled World
Making it a sort of
Consolatory, demi-Heaven
Here on our beloved
And only planet, Earth.
A great sentiment Sandra. Even considering the great Poemhunter wars of yore, where many of us disgraced ourselves and poetry in general, I believe you are right. Most of us write for the right reasons.
My full stars for writing a reminder poem to keep vigilant from such people and poets around who are jealous and false with ulterior intentions to harm others.
World is full of hypocrites and false, egoistic people. They only fight for wrong reasons, they are after name, fame and money. Only genuine Poets are far from it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 3:12:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I cannot imagine a world without poets and poems....thanks for this poem.Bravo! ! !