Poetry competition CLOSED 22nd September 2012 9:06pm
WINNER
storyfly
storyfly
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The Gore in Hell...
Poetry Contest Description
'You have died. You are in hell.' - Using this prompt, create a poem. It can be as gore as you want it to be, or as symbolic.
I don't have many rules except:
Stick to using the prompt and what it makes you think.
If you write a poem that sounds completely different, make sure to state below it how the prompt inspired you to write it, to avoid any confusion.
No poems consisting of over, like, one hundred flipping lines >.<. Sorry, I have a short attention span. I can do around 20-30 lines, but that's about it.
I don't discriminate against word colors, so feel free to color to your heart's content ^^... And only two submissions per poet. Thanks, though... that's a lot of rules...
... whoopsies.
Stick to using the prompt and what it makes you think.
If you write a poem that sounds completely different, make sure to state below it how the prompt inspired you to write it, to avoid any confusion.
No poems consisting of over, like, one hundred flipping lines >.<. Sorry, I have a short attention span. I can do around 20-30 lines, but that's about it.
I don't discriminate against word colors, so feel free to color to your heart's content ^^... And only two submissions per poet. Thanks, though... that's a lot of rules...
... whoopsies.
Anonymous
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HELL IS BEING INVISIBLE IN THE SUBURBS
"YOU HAVE DIED. YOU ARE IN HELL."
I have died, I am in Hell
I look around, it is not what I expected
No fires, no flames, no heat
I search for the Devil, he is not here
All I see are suburban houses
Clockwork people, obedient children
Nobody shouts, nobody laughs
The sky is blue, without a cloud
The weather is mild and the air stands still
I say hello to a person, nothing happens
Shout hello, no echo, no sound
Now I realize the person does not see me
Nor when I talk do I emit a sound
I find the house assigned to me
It has everything I need
Just a reminder, on the table
You do not exist, but here you will stay
Very comfortable, but invisible all the way.
***********************************************
20 lines approximately
This is my personal interpretation
I hope I have done this correctly.
If not I will delete it.
HELL IS BEING INVISIBLE IN THE SUBURBS
"YOU HAVE DIED. YOU ARE IN HELL."
I have died, I am in Hell
I look around, it is not what I expected
No fires, no flames, no heat
I search for the Devil, he is not here
All I see are suburban houses
Clockwork people, obedient children
Nobody shouts, nobody laughs
The sky is blue, without a cloud
The weather is mild and the air stands still
I say hello to a person, nothing happens
Shout hello, no echo, no sound
Now I realize the person does not see me
Nor when I talk do I emit a sound
I find the house assigned to me
It has everything I need
Just a reminder, on the table
You do not exist, but here you will stay
Very comfortable, but invisible all the way.
***********************************************
20 lines approximately
This is my personal interpretation
I hope I have done this correctly.
If not I will delete it.
Evil is with me tonight
A shadowy figure up ahead
as I walk I fill with dread.
A tune escaped from cracking lips
walls were covered with ancient scripts.
As I get closer my fear grows
but I don't want to let it show.
He reaches out a boney hand
"come with me you'll understand."
I look around in search of light
but there was none within my sight.
I grab his hand, he pulls me in
showing off his wicked grin.
He leads me down a darkened hall
screams from corpses answer his call.
Then he stops, before a door
one I may have seen before.
To my surprise the doorknob turns
and something deep within me burns.
I couldn't breath, my lungs had failed
the skin on my face was turning pale.
The door opened, it met my eyes
it's standing tall, it's twice my size.
Sharpened claws stained with blood
fur incrusted with hardened mud.
This couldn't be, I was not dead
the room was spinning around my head.
I didn't want to see anymore
so I backed away from the door.
a boney hand on my shoulder lay
and offered me a place to stay.
"don't you think to some degree
you were meant to stay with me?"
Tears of hate fill up my eyes
I couldn't believe his wicked lies.
He laughs aloud and shows a grin
forcing me to live in sin.
There it goes, goodbye my light
for evil is with me tonight.
A shadowy figure up ahead
as I walk I fill with dread.
A tune escaped from cracking lips
walls were covered with ancient scripts.
As I get closer my fear grows
but I don't want to let it show.
He reaches out a boney hand
"come with me you'll understand."
I look around in search of light
but there was none within my sight.
I grab his hand, he pulls me in
showing off his wicked grin.
He leads me down a darkened hall
screams from corpses answer his call.
Then he stops, before a door
one I may have seen before.
To my surprise the doorknob turns
and something deep within me burns.
I couldn't breath, my lungs had failed
the skin on my face was turning pale.
The door opened, it met my eyes
it's standing tall, it's twice my size.
Sharpened claws stained with blood
fur incrusted with hardened mud.
This couldn't be, I was not dead
the room was spinning around my head.
I didn't want to see anymore
so I backed away from the door.
a boney hand on my shoulder lay
and offered me a place to stay.
"don't you think to some degree
you were meant to stay with me?"
Tears of hate fill up my eyes
I couldn't believe his wicked lies.
He laughs aloud and shows a grin
forcing me to live in sin.
There it goes, goodbye my light
for evil is with me tonight.
you have died.
you are in hell.
bodies are petrified
decaying rotting smell
you have died
you are in hell
caverns filled with cries
erie echos as satan rings his bell
you have died
you are in hell
you can try and hide
but the walls will always tell
you have died
your are in hell
your body deconstructed and your skin fried
the odor of decaying flesh all around is the only smell
you have died
you are in hell
you have cried
and forever shall enjoy your cell
you are in hell.
bodies are petrified
decaying rotting smell
you have died
you are in hell
caverns filled with cries
erie echos as satan rings his bell
you have died
you are in hell
you can try and hide
but the walls will always tell
you have died
your are in hell
your body deconstructed and your skin fried
the odor of decaying flesh all around is the only smell
you have died
you are in hell
you have cried
and forever shall enjoy your cell
Anonymous
Hell, missed nirvana again!
Mangled remnants of souls
led astray in lost purpose
Howls expelled as another falls
Lost...
Endless, boundless, infinite
histories of trials, tribulations
lessons again unlearned
patterns of wrongs and
unachieved rights
Screeching towards another chance
repeating life
A cycle continues
into birth, again...
Mangled remnants of souls
led astray in lost purpose
Howls expelled as another falls
Lost...
Endless, boundless, infinite
histories of trials, tribulations
lessons again unlearned
patterns of wrongs and
unachieved rights
Screeching towards another chance
repeating life
A cycle continues
into birth, again...
I have been here in my dreams, winged creatures and desperate screams
I hear whispers through the trees, words whispered through your teeth
A light begins to dawn, revealing horrors through the fog
Beasts that cannot be and birds that cannot sing
This must be kingdom come, for souls that come undone
I hear whispers through the trees, words whispered through your teeth
A light begins to dawn, revealing horrors through the fog
Beasts that cannot be and birds that cannot sing
This must be kingdom come, for souls that come undone
deAth by vomiT
Sputum entry
Right In laryn X
Listen ing to music
She no t there
I pulled into Nazaretg h
It kept spillin' down
Down doWn down
DeAth by Vomit
Why is the world
In black and white
Why is the town
Fight fiGht fight
Why is God not home
Not home tonight
Sputum entry
Right In laryn X
.
.
.
.....death by Vomit
Sputum entry
Right In laryn X
Listen ing to music
She no t there
I pulled into Nazaretg h
It kept spillin' down
Down doWn down
DeAth by Vomit
Why is the world
In black and white
Why is the town
Fight fiGht fight
Why is God not home
Not home tonight
Sputum entry
Right In laryn X
.
.
.
.....death by Vomit
