The End - Poem by Jey Bodholdt

Can we talk about death for a moment?
A controversial subject, hard to discuss.
Few people stop to actually think about it.
But what's actually waiting for us?

Some people like what they've been told,
and spend their days trying to repent.
But what actually lies beyond our world?
What is really at the end?

What if death is dark?
What will we behold?
How will we know until we embark?
What if death is cold?

What if death is full of light?
I've heard something about gates of gold.
Will death bring Heaven cloaked in white?
Something like the stories that've been told.

But what if Heaven is not real?
How will we ever know?
The way to find out isn't ideal.
But eventually, we'll all go.

Death gives a mysterious impression.
Nothing more terrifies me.
Haunted by the lingering question,
What will actually be?

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Perception - Poem by Jey Bodholdt

For the colors I see,
For the sounds I perceive,
Do you hear the same sounds?
Do you see the same as me?

For when I see green,
What do you see?
Do you see the same color?
Do we see the same green?

You may see leaves,
On warm summer trees,
For it may just be a color,
Can it even be seen?

When you hear bees,
Is it what you believe?
Does it sound like a buzz?
Do we hear the same thing?

Is it possible to see
the way you hear bees?
Is it possible to hear,
the way you see green?

For the colors I see,
For the sounds I perceive,
Do you hear the same sounds?
Do you see the same as me?

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