Heaven

Heaven, or the heavens, is a common religious, cosmological, or transcendent place where beings such as gods, angels, spirits, saints, or venerated ancestors are said to originate, be enthroned, or live. Heaven is often described as a "higher place", the holiest place, a Paradise. This is what people believe heaven to be, a utopia, where there lies nothing but love, joy and happiness, and I couldn’t agree more, I do think heaven exists but what other take heaven to be or think what heaven is I call that a simple imagination, a belief created by the strong mind to control and strike fear into the heart of the weak minded.
I think that heaven does exist but unlike many beliefs that a person ascends to heaven once he has died and only if he lived a life with no sin, I think heaven exists in your arms as I am elevated to a place far beyond the world I live in when I feel your warmth against my body as you wrap your arms around me and lay your head on my chest. I don’t know why, pretty sure you’re going to find this funny but I believe that heaven will smell like you too, a gentle smell that pleases the soul and makes you feel like home that pulls out all the anger and frustration out of you and leave only the positive vibes, love joy and comfort inside you.
I think that heaven exists when your firm lips are against mine and I can feel your love and passion through a kiss, I believe that heaven exists when you force your way through and get in between my arms only to fall asleep, I believe that heaven exists when I look you in your eyes and see nothing but love for me. I don’t think heaven is a place or a utopia I think heaven is the moment that elevates one from the rest making him feel something unusual which cannot be described with just words.
But if I were to explain heaven as a place, I’d say you are heaven. Everywhere you go you reflect happiness it is through you that I feel. Like said throughout the history, a paradise is what’s called heaven, a place where the gods, goddesses and angel resides, but you aren’t an angel or a goddess you are something far more beautiful and better you are a world in itself. If I were asked to describe heaven as a place I’d take your name cause only with you I feel happy, I feel as If your existence is what gives my existence a meaning. If I were to describe heaven as a place I’d definitely say it’s in between your arms where the gentle warmth of your body is circulated throughout mine which delivers warmth to my soul. If I were to describe a heaven as a place I’m pretty sure I’d say anywhere I can be alone with you, cause heaven for me doesn’t exist without you and it’s within you that I find my utopia. You are my Elysium, you are my reason of existence as with you I am and without you I am not you are what makes me feel life is beautiful as you are the one who taught me the true meaning of love and now I love you more than myself and I value your existence more than I have ever even valued mine.

Rose

i saw a rose from a mile away i was speechless cause it was glowing from the moment i saw it i knew i'd to have it so i moved forward to grab it Ah, she was an angel she was a bliss i knew she was the one who could light up my abyss from the moment i started talking to her late night, early morning the one thing that occupied my brain was her smile, her style she had a different vibe she lit up my fucked up life i used to wonder where she had been all my life she opened her heart and invited me in i got elevated to the seventh heaven and thought it was my best decision ( thought) i walked a mile, getting to the rose i took my time but when i got close i realized it had throne which made me not wanna squeez tight she opened her heart but i wasn't the only one there anixety and depression got to her first the demons inside her head where quenching their thirst she showed me her scars that she hid all this time i got scared, it fucked up my mind couldn't think straight i got away we finally met but i didnt have shit to say and thought i had no reason to stay wish i could go back in time slap myself and make him say that past didn't matter we all make mistakes and make sure i never walked away i wanted the rose but not the thrones so i reached out and grabbed it twisted it and snaped it as i held it in my hands i realized it was better back when it was still on the steam looked at it petals were falling, it's beauty was gone so i slamed it on the ground and kept walking i don't know where you are and how you doing i hope you living cherry and you enjoying i'm sorry that i was a sissy and hope your man's keep you brezzy, treating you like a trophy i aint writing this for an apology but it's a letter to let you know that i'll be here if you ever need me it's okay i forgive you for everything and i'm sorry but i couldn't raise another man's child that was growing in your belly and you didn't say it to me but it's all merry cause i care about you diddy.

LOVE

Love is an emotion where a being feels care and affection towards a being other than oneself or sometimes it can be directed towards oneself. Love is used in many different contexts and the words love differs from culture to culture itself. Love can be generally defined as a strong feeling of care towards someone. Love itself differs from person to person depending upon the person, for example a man has different form of love for his mother, his partner i.e. wife or girlfriend and his offspring or children and mostly the word love is used as a positive emotion. It is one of the strongest emotions that make a person do something that he would never have imagined to do for someone else. The word love can be interpreted differently according to different situations.

 

Many interpret love as a grace or a blessing so to speak but I think of it as the root of pain and sorrow. The word love or rather the emotion love is what strives a man to work harder and become better than he is but on the other hand it also drives some insane. People die every day on an average there are 8 deaths per 1000 population, 6316 people die every hour making it 151600 people every day and 55.3 million people annually but we don’t cry on the death of every human being that has walked on this earth, we cry when the people around us and the people who matter die, why? Because of love. It is due to love that our heart cannot hold the burden inside it to simply let go of the fact that we can never see, hear or meet the person that we used to. It is because of love that people cry when they lose the ones who are near and dear to them.

Wars break out because people love their country more than themselves, Adolf Hitler who was one of the prime causes of World War II loved his country and wanted to get her back to her feet which is why he broke the treaty, wars usually break because one’s love for his pride and his country is very high. The division between men and people in generally is due to religion, culture, race, color, boundary of a country and that division is what breeds hatred and ignites the ambition of war. It is because love that people suffer from depression, anxiety and ultimately commit suicide as either they lose someone who they love greatly either that person leaving them or the person’s death triggers them to go through these terms.

Every war ever waged, almost every tear that has been shredded by any living being, almost every negative emotion in existence. It can all be traced back to a person who loved something dearly in other words love is what breeds pain, hatred, the feeling of vengeance etc, in conclusion we can say that even through love is a positive emotion which is extremely powerful it is also what breeds pain, sorry and agony.