SOULLESS’’



Would it be too early to say :

May my funeral not be attended
by soulless hypocrites,
May nature remove them from my grave,
So that theirs may be sung before their death.

May my funeral be unattended
By soulless hypocrites.

Because there are flowers that do not mate with thorns but rather with the wind or even with conscious nothingness ! Hallelujah

-Versaint        

About this poem

For so long, observations of two-faced people have indeed led my pen to translate the effects of the soulless.

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Written on June 16, 2023

Submitted by artnook on June 16, 2023

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Scheme x xAxx xA x
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 380
Words 74
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 1, 4, 2, 1

Versaint

He was born March 28, 1951 in Cape Haitian, the second state of the country, where he grew up in a family of artists. Very young, he was sent to Port-au-Prince, the capital of Haiti, and after graduating from the classical school, was chosen by his father, Georges Laratte, a world-renowned sculptor, to be part of his workshop artist. for many years. Then, in his early twenties, he left simply to elevate his skills and experience of life. Suddenly, his works were appreciated and exhibited in several countries: Amsterdam, Vera-Studio, Champs-Élisées, Paris. Including the United States and Vechta, Germany. From the beginning, he married and had five children. Obviously, for more than two decades, he had decided to live in the United States, especially in Florida, because he still considers himself a recurring student. At the very beginning, he attended the school in Fort Laud. lycées and Nova community-school of FL. Graduated from MIS-IT TECH at Fasttrain College, Florida, where he was helped by the Sun and his pen to write "A GLASS OF FIRE" posted on the front page of the 2005 book: Twilight-songings, published by the International Library; In 2006, he was invited to Vegas to receive an award from the International Society of Poets, I.S.P. thus, this sign of awakening sprang from a natural devotion to his expression: THOUGHT NO FRONTIER, touching as many different concepts, requiring the pantheism of generations to others as well as the work we do for the good that God has given us imposed; thanks for reading his profile. -Versaint more…

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