Ecstacy of life 2

GolnarMoieninamim.Standbypoet


Lost our ideal way of life,
The ecstacy of existence lessens its chaos.
Did God first create us
Or on the contrary was it done by us?
Isn’t a man justified by the choices he makes?
And the decisions he takes?
By his inventions and intentions?
His wills and wishes ?
It seems to me that God is a Sagittarius,
Rides with power & joy,
Whipping his ride with thousands of leashes!
Perhaps hundred thousand and twenty four!
Seems like it's his favourite figure!
What a Magnum!
Us Minus our will can not be called life any more.
(The end)

  • Authors: GolnarMoieninamim.Standbypoet
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  • Finished: August 9th, 2025 14:30
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