Heaven Waits

RSM0812

The heart of warmth or heavy frost,

Brings down the many at what cost.

Until the final bloody beat pretends,

And love or hatred there descends.

At last your breath will thaw the snow,

And winters frozen windy blow,

As devils dance in suede black shoes

Sitting on wooden churches pews,

Payment whistles and hard men tear,

Their bones catch heavens golden stare.

A reaping angel with her voice,

For only she has will of choice.

Her hallow strong yet dimly lit,

Upon my sins she warmly sits.

And watches as my soul to die,

With tears of pouring rain she cries.

Carrying me up to whiter skies.

And sit yet not alone to die.

But with the saints and crosses bore,

Whom lost the waters when winter tore.

And drank from flowing streams of glee,

As heaven waits for you and me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: RSM (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 8th, 2025 10:26
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
  • Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett
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  • sorenbarrett

    This poem is well written with great rhyme and images and is a fave

  • RSM0812

    Thank you for the fav.

  • Bella Shepard

    I love to read poetry aloud, and this poem possesses a beautiful lyrical quality as it takes us through the trials of life. Well done!

    • RSM0812

      Thank you for reading and commenting. 🙂



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