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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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nymphaeum
thin sound where clarities begin
celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
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celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2025
all rights reserved
Written by Anne-Ri999
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Even Shadows Are Afraid
It's a beautiful sunny day
To embark on a forest fray
A path awaits, a hidden trail
The woods aroma I inhale
A chance to set my mind at ease
While searching for inner peace
A rock upon the flowing creek
Feeling nature I hear her speak
Babbling water, calm and serene
Refreshing moments in this dream
Tranquil echoes, the chilling breeze
Softly whistling through fallen leaves
Then hell ensued, natures desire
A rage of burning leaves on fire
Dark secrets expose empty woods
Souls etched in bark that never could
Flee the darkness nor find the light
Vulnerable prey couldn't fight
Predators hunt, then they devour
Victims that they overpowered
Bodies hidden by dirt and mud
Nearby rivers remove the blood
Accomplices in this crime scene
Tandemly working killing dreams
Trees dying from the deepest cuts
From nature hiding their secrets
A world void and absent of light
Heaven and hell are out of sight
Perched on this observatory
My reflective purgatory
Here souls are lost and souls are cold
Between the timelines getting old
Haunted by my lifes masquerade
Where even shadows are afraid
To find redemption on this path
By facing God and face his wrath
To embark on a forest fray
A path awaits, a hidden trail
The woods aroma I inhale
A chance to set my mind at ease
While searching for inner peace
A rock upon the flowing creek
Feeling nature I hear her speak
Babbling water, calm and serene
Refreshing moments in this dream
Tranquil echoes, the chilling breeze
Softly whistling through fallen leaves
Then hell ensued, natures desire
A rage of burning leaves on fire
Dark secrets expose empty woods
Souls etched in bark that never could
Flee the darkness nor find the light
Vulnerable prey couldn't fight
Predators hunt, then they devour
Victims that they overpowered
Bodies hidden by dirt and mud
Nearby rivers remove the blood
Accomplices in this crime scene
Tandemly working killing dreams
Trees dying from the deepest cuts
From nature hiding their secrets
A world void and absent of light
Heaven and hell are out of sight
Perched on this observatory
My reflective purgatory
Here souls are lost and souls are cold
Between the timelines getting old
Haunted by my lifes masquerade
Where even shadows are afraid
To find redemption on this path
By facing God and face his wrath
Written by Mstrmnd1923
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