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Hell

AfterSexDilemma
Fire of Insight
United States 2awards
Joined 8th Apr 2012
Forum Posts: 40

Hellacious

You praise the world; not knowing.
The hymns you voice are betrothing.
Alone in spirituality.  Devoting.
So dismal as you're moping.
 
You lack the sense of logic.
You ignore all that's obvious.  
Denying the only positive.  
Failing as a novice.
 
You have no way to reason.
You're blind to all the heathens.
You think loneliness is treason.
You think friendship is your Eden.
 
You're lost inside the story.
Surrounded without glory.
From choices you made poorly.
Lost heaven to the periphery.  
 
Now you're just a sin.
A race you'll never win.  
Until you look within.
To find where you had been.
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eroseternal
Tim Eros
Thought Provoker
United States
Joined 6th July 2019
Forum Posts: 91

Making Hell

We live our lives
Some good, some bad
and some seem to get away the latter

These fragile bodies
will soon pass
Then we'll know the impact we had here

Will we be at peace
with who we were
or suffer eternal damnation

Just a little advice
Try to remember
The road to hell is paved with good intention


Tim Eros
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Competition: Hell
Written by eroseternal (Tim Eros)
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krasaldo
Aldo Kraas
Lost Thinker
Canada
Joined 22nd Aug 2024
Forum Posts: 5

About me

About me
 I am somebody special
That was made
By my father
With his holy hands
A long time ago
And also along
Time ago
My father had
Placed me to live
Here on earth
I love living on earth
My beautiful life
Every single day
I  care about
The way my friends
Love me
Also my friends
Are my family
I trust my friends
And I know that
There will be always
Around for me
Even when I am sick
I just don’t like
Being sick
I try to take good care
Of my health
Every single day
Also, was my father
That gave me the
Gift of health
I also never had
Ruin my health
I don’t smoke
At all friends
So I have healthy lungs
Also friends I never drunk
Any alcohol
Because that would destroy
My liver
Friends I also have
Healthy liver
I made a promise to me
That I will stay sober
Forever
Also friends I was born
A Christian
And I will also die
As a Christian
I am glad that
My friends have some
Respect for me
They respect my race
And religion
I am very happy about that
Written by krasaldo (Aldo Kraas)
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Samnash
Sam Nash
Dangerous Mind
United States 6awards
Joined 13th July 2021
Forum Posts: 25

Hell

Is this what hell is all about?
Darkness flashing all around.
Lost in a world of my own.
Walking in a crowd all alone.

Why did they all have to leave?
What have I done? tell me please.
I must have deserved this strife.
For all the sins of my life.

Is this all the love I'll ever get?
Everyone gone, all I've ever met.
Hell is but a stroll in the park,
compared to this life in the dark.

Is this what hell is all about?
This must be my fault, no doubt.
Cursed to stay in this land,
with no one to hold my hand.

Now I know what hell is all about.
Written by Samnash (Sam Nash)
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CasketSharpe
Tyrant of Words
United States 16awards
Joined 12th June 2013
Forum Posts: 159

Heavens to Expensive That's Why I'm Refinancing in Hell

      "Talk with it, walk with it-if not done right just forget it
Church folks will look at you like you just shitted,
      "Treating you like a sinful hated ex lova
Because you couldn't follow rules to bend knee to a strict motherfucka,

      "Praising and singing for eternity-for what it's worth
I've done enough of that fuck shit while here on Earth,
      "Man fucked that up when trying to change the rule
Now Heaven is hard to achieve for the average fool,

      "Thou shall not work on the Sabbath day
Understand I have child support and bills to motherfuckin pay,
      "God put us on this Earth under a cancerous ass sun
With restrictions to happiness or someone trying to cum,
      
      "I like getting my dick suck under the early morning light
Then giving the pussy a dose of pre-cuming act right,
      "Thanks, is always given before and after the nut
What the hell he upset for, he was the one who created the fuck,

      "If he didn't know his boy-pussy chasing priest does
From getting their dicks covered in shit and blood,
      "And if she doesn't want Nun-she gonna get some
Many by intimidation or rape just to have bragging rights virgin fun,

      "And the motherfuckin nerve to put me in that category
Here is my middle finger to all your eternal glory,
      "At least in hell I know shit is fucked up from the get go
Now I'm wrong for not wanting to be an angelic glorified ho',

      "If a motherfucka don't like-lick my blasphemous nuts
Because I gives no eternal golden city fucks,
      "You can call it CS being ignorant, stupid or goddamn dumb
Naw motherfuckas-like Pink Floyd I'm comfortably numb".

Devil "Ok CS. It seems all paperwork is in order. All I need is your final signature".
CS   "I just had a pen. It seems the motherfucka disappeared on me".
Devil "Mmmm. Unprepared I see. Don't worry just use blood. Here, you can use my personal cursed blade. Just slice your flesh right there".
CS   "Damn I didn't feel a thing and it's self-healing".
Devil "Be patient the pain will come later".    
CS   "Alright. Anything else that needs to be done?"
Devil "Yes I need to hold onto one more thing until your permanent arrival".
CS   "You doing too goddamn much? At least Jesse James used a gun when he robbed a motherfucka".
Devil "Yes, but I I'm not robbing what is freely given".
CS   "What's that?"
Devil "Your soul".
CS   "Motherfucka please. You ain't getting shit but pennies on the dollar".
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ExercisingDemons
Thought Provoker
Canada 2awards
Joined 30th July 2014
Forum Posts: 32

Hell Is.....

Hell is not being heard      
Hell is holding a case with empty pens      
Hell is being seen as absurd      
     
being held inert      
     
Hell is worthlessness      
six feet above earth,    
denying birth      
     
Hell is breathing no air      
Hell is being constantly      
scared to share      
with those who don't care      
     
Hell is a mouth sewn      
sickness grown in bone      
Hell is losing your hair      
     
Hell is impossible tasks      
and demons that stare      
Hell is meaningless fare,      
children screaming at fairs,      
music too loud upstairs      
Hell is losing dare      
     
Hell is performing unprepared      
and not knowing your where      
     
Hell is not leaving your lair      
     
Hell is talking to walls      
and walking up stairs      
     
Being dreg    
beneath debonair      
     
Hell is wells, applied poison      
Christmas robbed of it's toys and      
solar flares      
searing the flesh      
     
Hell is searing at best      
Hell is the pain in your chest      
     
Hell, cyst on a brain      
Hell gives reason to rest      
yet is sleep unmaintained      
     
Hell is a pest      
Hell is logic matched with insane      
Hell is acting as rusty      
cog in a frame      
     
building nothing      
Hell is a stoning maintained      
for eternity, Hell's a test      
     
Hell is hearing a man cry      
murder me      
I urge you please      
I can't take this      
how am I still alive      
     
to be alone      
     
Hell is a home      
it's a heart denied      
     
Hell      
is where I reside      
     
Hell is to watch one die      
Hell is to see one loved not happy      
Hell is to pour your soul      
into one eating scrap meat      
rather than steak because he      
believes he deserves no breaks      
     
Hell is to cherish, Hell is to nurture      
just to see one perish      
who was oh, so nurtured      
     
Hell is Hell      
     
Hell is to see your hero under a spell      
Hell is best friends felled      
     
Hell is to dwell,      
Hell is to hate      
Hell is to deny Heaven’s Gates      
Hell, empty plates      
Hell a state      
Hell to belittle, berate      
Hell a Hellish place      
Hell some's fate      
     
Hell is rapists on dates      
Hell is Satan and grapes      
     
Hell makes me irate      
Hell makes me want to behave      
and long to be great      
     
Hell is honesty gaping      
in liars awaiting spires of flames      
     
Hell is a game      
Hell is to hustle      
flex muscle on slaves      
Hell is to tussle      
     
Hell is dawn taken away      
Hell is dusk on graves      
Hell is musk of depraved      
Hell is nicks during shaving      
and overdoses in raving and      
prearranged marriages turning      
to explosive engagements      
     
Hell is bad to put it in laments      
Sad dad's like Les Mis      
     
Hell is a statement,      
a wicked warning      
Hell is enduring      
Hell is what made me      
make this      
     
Hell is scars learning      
Hell is burning      
Hell, hard to miss ,    
easy to wish      
on those who dismiss      
love alluring,      
     
Hellish thoughts from good souls      
     
Hell is a hole      
Hell is for scolded      
Hell is for bold      
and for those with hope eroded      
   
Hell is what most have chosen      
when you look at the lists      
and that won't change      
till Hell get's frozen  
choose bliss
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HadesRising
Tyrant of Words
United States 34awards
Joined 8th June 2013
Forum Posts: 1624

ACHERON

On these stygian waters we sail
with Marchosias as my guide
I ask, "O, Marquess, what have I done
with my life?"

Whimpering and cries of agony
are singing as chorus around them
He says, "O, Mortal, corruption is deep
in your heart"

     as i look upon machosias his black wings unfurled
     and flared above my sight. though i have witnessed
     this demonic configuration before it shocked
     me to my very essence every time. then he smiled.

"My dear miscreant, you were but a
vile man that discarded your loved ones," says he,
and furls his wings tightly
'round him.

Everywhere I look there are shadows.
Some deeper than black, hands reaching
I asked, "My life was suffering,
should not theirs?"

     at that the marquess throws his lupine head and
     lets loose a series of barks that I, eventually,              
     realized that he was laughing at me. the ghastly earl
     settled down and wrapped his serpent tale around
     him.

"My friend, you could not see beyond what
you created with imagination,"
says he. Marchosias gaze leaves mine
for darkness

Somewhere in the distance there are drums
pounding with a steady cadence of doom
I spat, "Imagination? That's rich.
Then I'll leave!"

     the count shakes his head, his
     ram horns shines dimly in the
     gloom. then he returns his gaze
     back to mine. vertical red slit eyes
     surrounded by black. briefly, he slides his forked
     tongue o'er obsidian lips.

"Your will means as much as the flesh bag
you left behind killed yourself,"
says the marquees, drooling at the thought
of my suicide

It was then that the gloom recedes
to the warm light of a throne of fire
I whisper, "Dear boat man, is that who
I think it is?"

     upon the throne sits a massive masculine form. he  
     is pure whitein soot covered celestial robes with a
     crown of horns settled on his brow. his abysmal
     eyes bores into my soul and suddenly it seems as if
     he knows every little secret of my life. lucifer points
     a taloned finger at me.

Marchosias dips his horned head at
me, for it is simply obvious.
We step off to the shore and he says,
"'tis judgment and it is infernal."

     i begin to speak but my words soon turn into a
     scream as the first of the fallen clenches his first
     and i, who scorned everyone around me and            
     took the coward's way out with a shotgun
     blast to head, burst into flames to suffer in
     eternal anguish







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Roguenarak
Strange Creature
France
Joined 25th July 2024
Forum Posts: 3

A House of Cinder

Hoping for a benevolent Hades
Or a steadfast Charon
The wandering soul arrives
With but a coin to swear on

There, just above the Stygius
Where once Achilles came
The gates of Infernus
Covered in eternal flame

The ghost, clad in simple garments
Looks down upon the waterbed
And where once was the gateway to torment
The river remained empty and dead

Quick, he wanders down the path
That the old river once drew
Though afraid of Cerberus's wrath
His other options were few

Stopping, his barren sockets widened
Upon this vision of hell, ancient city falling
Held together by belief, once covered in pride and
Now collapsed into ruins, glorious gardens rotting

There, the shadow fell to its knees and wept
The destruction of Tartarus, a secret well kept
All of Hell barren and abandoned, that was what seemed to be
The demons were on Earth; the Underground long emptied.
Written by Roguenarak
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