The Sinner

As I stop dreaming
I see the things not defined, gleaming
I can feel how beautiful they are, alluring.
When I look for the patterns
Of the leaves leaving
Of the flowers dying
Of the butterfly flying away
Of the footsteps leaving, like going away
What is forever, anyway?
And if there is a new Heaven
Tell me, and I shall stop having my illusions
of the conventional dreams
Tell me, and I shall stop dreaming
Because who wants to live forever ?
As I stop dreaming
I see what is not true
Things change
Smiles derange
Truths into lies
Lies lying everywhere
Understandings not identified
So why even explain
When there is nothing ahead?
And why even hope
When it is already gone?
And if there is a new Heaven
Not defined yet, things remain beautiful!
I stop dreaming because
Who wants to live forever?

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