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The Infernal Forest
Poetry Contest Description
You are trekking through the woods with your poetry journal and come to realize that you have wandered into Hell. Write a new poem describing what you see, hear and feel in the infernal forest.
The Infernal Forest
Amiss I crossed
unknowingly into Hell’s frost,
within a mortal’s journey in a dismal wood of sin,
little I knew a divine odyssey would begin.
I awoke off the True Path!
Lord! Dip this careless flesh in your bath of wrath!
In our infernal forest, I departed from the way of light!
Oh, Divine One, with anguish deliver to me a smite!
How to say how wicked,
such a place makes the saints justly livid!
Never witnessed so rank, so dismal,
the non-christened regiments abysmal.
So savagely untamed its rough growth twas’ in this woodland!
Behind every scorched timber hid a sinful band.
The chalice of Christ’s blood dry,
to my fear, gives eyes to the dead.
unknowingly into Hell’s frost,
within a mortal’s journey in a dismal wood of sin,
little I knew a divine odyssey would begin.
I awoke off the True Path!
Lord! Dip this careless flesh in your bath of wrath!
In our infernal forest, I departed from the way of light!
Oh, Divine One, with anguish deliver to me a smite!
How to say how wicked,
such a place makes the saints justly livid!
Never witnessed so rank, so dismal,
the non-christened regiments abysmal.
So savagely untamed its rough growth twas’ in this woodland!
Behind every scorched timber hid a sinful band.
The chalice of Christ’s blood dry,
to my fear, gives eyes to the dead.
Written by gothicsurrealism
(Daniel Long)
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Hell ain't so bad
Within the depths, where dreams come true
Echoes of hope, where Lucifer loves you
Flames dance, a delightful sight
Inferno whispers through the night
Freedom to say, a care-free state
On tranquil paths, no room for hate
Each laugh, a happy story
In hell's release, heartfelt glory
Pleasant nights, dawn will arise
Cool whispering flames, blue clear skies
A realm of pleasure, you'll never want to leave
In these delightful depths of hell, always believe
Echoes of hope, where Lucifer loves you
Flames dance, a delightful sight
Inferno whispers through the night
Freedom to say, a care-free state
On tranquil paths, no room for hate
Each laugh, a happy story
In hell's release, heartfelt glory
Pleasant nights, dawn will arise
Cool whispering flames, blue clear skies
A realm of pleasure, you'll never want to leave
In these delightful depths of hell, always believe
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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Journey through Darkness
I wander through the woods
shadows dance just behind me
path once seen in darkness brood
my heart pounds in crippling fear
home maybe at the other end
warmth of my mother’s hearth
might be waiting to welcome
lonely journey fear stops heart
I hear anguished cries of fear
the whispers of darkness intensify
harsh breathing around my feet
above the branches menacingly creaks
A ghoulish glow from above the trees
the moon wans as a dying man
its silver drapes a ghostly tableau
the forest is alive with death echoes
I hear them falter and creep
the unknown creatures, ghosts or ghouls
they cry whisper sob and weep
moaning that they lost their souls
Trembling with fear I run so fast
the meadow I see before me
I see my mother’s house at last
will I reach her door before they feast
shadows dance just behind me
path once seen in darkness brood
my heart pounds in crippling fear
home maybe at the other end
warmth of my mother’s hearth
might be waiting to welcome
lonely journey fear stops heart
I hear anguished cries of fear
the whispers of darkness intensify
harsh breathing around my feet
above the branches menacingly creaks
A ghoulish glow from above the trees
the moon wans as a dying man
its silver drapes a ghostly tableau
the forest is alive with death echoes
I hear them falter and creep
the unknown creatures, ghosts or ghouls
they cry whisper sob and weep
moaning that they lost their souls
Trembling with fear I run so fast
the meadow I see before me
I see my mother’s house at last
will I reach her door before they feast
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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Topical Pain Forest
The forest breathes with a sinister sigh.
Branches grasp like hands from the sky.
Lost souls wander, forever to vie,
for fragments of truths in shadows that lie.
In hell's embrace where hopes slowly die.
Through the underbrush a path of pain,
tears of the damned fall like bitter rain,
visions of pasts that darkened remain.
Lost meanings echo in a mournful refrain,
a symphony of sorrow, eternal disdain.
In the heart of darkness an abyss profound
where lost meanings whisper without a sound.
Sins and regrets in shadows are bound,
the weight of despair a heavy surround.
In hell's forest, no solace is found.
Branches grasp like hands from the sky.
Lost souls wander, forever to vie,
for fragments of truths in shadows that lie.
In hell's embrace where hopes slowly die.
Through the underbrush a path of pain,
tears of the damned fall like bitter rain,
visions of pasts that darkened remain.
Lost meanings echo in a mournful refrain,
a symphony of sorrow, eternal disdain.
In the heart of darkness an abyss profound
where lost meanings whisper without a sound.
Sins and regrets in shadows are bound,
the weight of despair a heavy surround.
In hell's forest, no solace is found.
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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