a kind of truism
There is no love without atrocious turbulence,
no happiness without diluvions of tears,
no way to paradise except through hell
and no way up at all without descending to the bottom.
Fools are we that childishly believe in positiveness,
as if anything of good could be one-sided
without other startling facts to contradict all so called truths!
All happiness and fortune is a selfish coward
while the only person who could rightly be content
and properly be called a happy individual
is he that managed to escape from life to death
without a failure left behind of all his life.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-02-08 at 23:03
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The other side
There is no love without atrocious turbulence,
no happiness without diluvions of tears,
no way to paradise except through hell
and no way up at all without descending to the bottom.
Fools are we that childishly believe in positiveness,
as if anything of good could be one-sided
without other startling facts to contradict all so called truths!
All happiness and fortune is a selfish coward
while the only person who could rightly be content
and properly be called a happy individual
is he that managed to escape from life to death
without a failure left behind of all his life.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
Read 434 times
Written on 2007-02-08 at 23:03
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