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All poets go to Hell
Every now and then
Emptiness fills me again
Soul can only
Be lonely
Pulled into well
Of my own hell
Connection lost -
Poetry costs
Regret -
My soulmate
Desires grow and multiply
Addicted on reply
Cursed to want more
Yet every loss is sore
Wrong decisions already made
Never said I wasn’t afraid
Putting this mine
Useless words in line
Oh how low we fell
All poets will go to Hell
Emptiness fills me again
Soul can only
Be lonely
Pulled into well
Of my own hell
Connection lost -
Poetry costs
Regret -
My soulmate
Desires grow and multiply
Addicted on reply
Cursed to want more
Yet every loss is sore
Wrong decisions already made
Never said I wasn’t afraid
Putting this mine
Useless words in line
Oh how low we fell
All poets will go to Hell
Published 13th Oct 2018
Author's Note
Little hyperbole doesn't hurt...or it does?
Experimental poem
Experimental poem
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13th Oct 2018 1:36am
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13th Oct 2018 11:09am
13th Oct 2018 3:26am
Poets pay the price for every sorry ass motherfucker who was afraid to speak ....
13th Oct 2018 11:06am
13th Oct 2018 6:47am
Revealing the deepest parts of your soul is never easy. Poets write to release the
feelings inside...sometimes driven by tragedy.
Excellent write Selena.
feelings inside...sometimes driven by tragedy.
Excellent write Selena.
13th Oct 2018 11:21am
And when we reveal it, then we realize all that gloom we have carried on the inside...
We write it all, and then we see how naked and damned we are...
Thank you very much, Dark Sun.
~Selena ☽
We write it all, and then we see how naked and damned we are...
Thank you very much, Dark Sun.
~Selena ☽
13th Oct 2018 1:56pm
13th Oct 2018 3:14pm
13th Oct 2018 2:14pm
The best poetry usually comes from a deep place inside us, our deepest emotions. Well described as Hell, but not always darkness, just our own deepest feelings. Nice write Duchess!
13th Oct 2018 3:13pm
I agree, calling it hell is just a way to express how deep and hard that place it could be... Kind of metaphor. Of course, this poem shouldn't be taken literally, it should be felt with our heart... Thank you, my friend.
13th Oct 2018 4:27pm
Love the title of this ... we poets/poetesses are blessed/cursed with feeling it all ... then struggling to capture it in a poem ... bravo my dear poetess ...
13th Oct 2018 4:45pm
13th Oct 2018 7:29pm
Every now and then emptiness fills you with the following great inspiration:
"Desires grow and multiply,... Addicted on reply ..."
... ... ...
I must welcome your emptiness...
... ... ...
"Desires grow and multiply,... Addicted on reply ..."
... ... ...
I must welcome your emptiness...
... ... ...
13th Oct 2018 9:12pm
Thank you, I feel so honoured. I didn't expect this simple poem will get on so much approval and likes. Your comment is precious and unique, thank you again!
14th Oct 2018 1:40am
14th Oct 2018 6:09pm
Well said and very well written. We are free to write, speak strip our souls bare and say things that we shouldn't and we will probably pay the price. We must apriciate the power we have for the moment.
17th Oct 2018 11:46pm
Thank you, my friend. It was a strong feeling, so I had to express it very roughly. You are absolutely right... We are so different from other people, we feel deep, and we need to express...That's our joy, soaked up in pain...
Thank you for your thoughtful review!
Thank you for your thoughtful review!
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