Poems about Hell
#hell
Poems about hell, a place of torment and punishment in an afterlife. Hell is depicted in many different religions and folklore traditions, and is also widely represented in popular culture. Poems about hell are likely to be dark and deal with themes of death and anguish.
Judas, Grape Shakers
Be wary of the Judas grape shakers,
Hollywood and the talking heads,
and clowns who have brought shame.
Burnt offerings, sacrificial tithe,
and Jezebels who want your dime,
cutting in front of you at showtime.
Hold the faith and believe in Jesus,
and get off my Psalms,
but be wary of the Judas grape shakers.
Hollywood and the talking heads,
and clowns who have brought shame.
Burnt offerings, sacrificial tithe,
and Jezebels who want your dime,
cutting in front of you at showtime.
Hold the faith and believe in Jesus,
and get off my Psalms,
but be wary of the Judas grape shakers.
#dark
#devil
#hell #hypocrisy
#hell #hypocrisy
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abaddon

#hell
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fast trip short bus to hell
Journey to unknown dimensions,
origins better off forgotten.
Fast trip on short buses, through
hell and back again.
This vessel now left asunder,
cinders sputter on every cender.
Lifeless corpse of yesterday scorched
and tomorrow seared, deserted.
Ignited Whole
Splitting my tongue in pubescent search
of reptilian dialect, exploring realms.
Hearth slag filled, gleaming today's
hidden messages, maze.
Maddening scribes on soiled sheets of
cannabis paper...
origins better off forgotten.
Fast trip on short buses, through
hell and back again.
This vessel now left asunder,
cinders sputter on every cender.
Lifeless corpse of yesterday scorched
and tomorrow seared, deserted.
Ignited Whole
Splitting my tongue in pubescent search
of reptilian dialect, exploring realms.
Hearth slag filled, gleaming today's
hidden messages, maze.
Maddening scribes on soiled sheets of
cannabis paper...
#evil
#fire
#hell
#travel
#horror
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A poem for Dantè`s inferno
In the depths of hell, a man abandoned his home
walking slowly, his journey has come.
Dante, the pilgrim, on a quest he desire,
to save his love, and to set her soul on fire.
Through the gates of hell, he did descend,
Into the darkness, his fate started to tend.
He faced the horrors while on defend,
and jumping against them in a offend.
At the first circle, the lustful he saw,
whose sins were great, so fearsome and awful,
In the second circle, the gluttonous layed,
...
walking slowly, his journey has come.
Dante, the pilgrim, on a quest he desire,
to save his love, and to set her soul on fire.
Through the gates of hell, he did descend,
Into the darkness, his fate started to tend.
He faced the horrors while on defend,
and jumping against them in a offend.
At the first circle, the lustful he saw,
whose sins were great, so fearsome and awful,
In the second circle, the gluttonous layed,
...
#love
#dark
#devil
#hell
#morality
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Concavities
a clean mirror
it's half the house.
the rest is mere
annex
convex
complex
reflex!
a clean mirror
sees the whole house.
The rest has
no sexus
no nexus
no plexus
some implexus!
PAR
it's half the house.
the rest is mere
annex
convex
complex
reflex!
a clean mirror
sees the whole house.
The rest has
no sexus
no nexus
no plexus
some implexus!
PAR
#home
#hell
#WritingPoetry
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Full moon part 1of 3
Just another night I hit my local bar.
Leaving my artistic studio,
Long off-white curtains on my windows,
Tall ceilings and hardwood floors that creek,
Constantly water drip drops from the sink,
Buildings hallways are hollow exit leading to an alleyway that is very narrow.
Flash backs of every mortal that I’ve been gifted
It’s the full moon that lifts the dead.
Something is different tonight there’s a new soul to be gifted
The gift of immortality, my thirst for tonight is not for quantity,
A blood🩸 rich and hot...
Leaving my artistic studio,
Long off-white curtains on my windows,
Tall ceilings and hardwood floors that creek,
Constantly water drip drops from the sink,
Buildings hallways are hollow exit leading to an alleyway that is very narrow.
Flash backs of every mortal that I’ve been gifted
It’s the full moon that lifts the dead.
Something is different tonight there’s a new soul to be gifted
The gift of immortality, my thirst for tonight is not for quantity,
A blood🩸 rich and hot...
#utopia
#heaven
#hell
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Chaos
people love being used
by a man in a suit
worldwide hysteria created
for ones own benefit
the story of time
promises made
for you to keep wishing it to be true
relinquishing control
hoping for one day euphoria
but lies is all you'll ever get
political tactics
I’m beyond you!
domestic madness
I’m beyond you!
propaganda media 24/7
I’m beyond you!, beyond you!
(BrInG oN tHe ChAoS!!)
get down on your knees
never questioning the abuse
distorted history from a story book ...
by a man in a suit
worldwide hysteria created
for ones own benefit
the story of time
promises made
for you to keep wishing it to be true
relinquishing control
hoping for one day euphoria
but lies is all you'll ever get
political tactics
I’m beyond you!
domestic madness
I’m beyond you!
propaganda media 24/7
I’m beyond you!, beyond you!
(BrInG oN tHe ChAoS!!)
get down on your knees
never questioning the abuse
distorted history from a story book ...
#politics
#religion
#heaven #hell
#heaven #hell
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The road to Hell (with Reading)
The bus rushes to hell, welcome
Under the hot blue sun it burns..
Radiator grilles with daggers
Bared their teeth in an inanimate grimace.
Faces are pressed against the glass, spreading,
Holes of pale faces are opened in screams
We were convinced - we should like it,
We were told: the track is without borders.
Hope is left only by those who enter -
There are no doors at all for the exit...
The insanely wailing sounds of motion
Bubbling host of souls is rushing to Hell.
The motor roars godlessly, as if to...
Under the hot blue sun it burns..
Radiator grilles with daggers
Bared their teeth in an inanimate grimace.
Faces are pressed against the glass, spreading,
Holes of pale faces are opened in screams
We were convinced - we should like it,
We were told: the track is without borders.
Hope is left only by those who enter -
There are no doors at all for the exit...
The insanely wailing sounds of motion
Bubbling host of souls is rushing to Hell.
The motor roars godlessly, as if to...
#dark
#Halloween
#hell
#despair
#horror
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Mm... Hades’ Beguiling Whispers (Completely Reedited)

#dark
#moon
#heaven
#hell
#mythology
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Love Thyself
Enter Dante, Master of Arts.
It’s a place to start and on to far,
Away I stray and I will never return.
The books are black, the stories yearn,
To be told and cold, for warm is happy.
Life is hard and so is family.
In darkness is where I find myself.
My personal Hell, my place to dwell
And create, but wait, I simmer longer,
If left alone to bubble under.
For on the other hand, I came back stronger
And only at night can I truly plunder.
Dig up the corpse and wear it proud.
Tear off its crown, we’re going...
It’s a place to start and on to far,
Away I stray and I will never return.
The books are black, the stories yearn,
To be told and cold, for warm is happy.
Life is hard and so is family.
In darkness is where I find myself.
My personal Hell, my place to dwell
And create, but wait, I simmer longer,
If left alone to bubble under.
For on the other hand, I came back stronger
And only at night can I truly plunder.
Dig up the corpse and wear it proud.
Tear off its crown, we’re going...
#love
#dark
#ShortStory
#hell
#WritingPoetry
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The Question
The earth is asked to release the secrets of its depths
Those for which many mortals have wepted
Only a few are recognized as they crawl from the deep
Pissed because we raised them from their eternal sleep
But yet I stood upon the shore, on a jagged rock
Asking for those long forgotten, not to hurry, while racing the clock
Death was coming, her breath was on the wind
There was those totally scared to live and die again
They had swam the ocean's depths and chased the fucking stars
Completed their life's dreams and fantasies of soaring...
Those for which many mortals have wepted
Only a few are recognized as they crawl from the deep
Pissed because we raised them from their eternal sleep
But yet I stood upon the shore, on a jagged rock
Asking for those long forgotten, not to hurry, while racing the clock
Death was coming, her breath was on the wind
There was those totally scared to live and die again
They had swam the ocean's depths and chased the fucking stars
Completed their life's dreams and fantasies of soaring...
#dark
#hell
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Frontline
There's a battle being waged in hell and it's all about supremacy
Satan has chosen his generals and Baal has chosen me
I Is Me, supreme demon, I sit on the council most high
Ordered to the front line, It seems the dead are begging to die
With a bow across my wings, like a ninja, I wield two ranger swords
Cerberus, my first lieutenant, is reacting to my every word
We're not here to make allies, there is no compassion in hell
The heat of battle is our passion, and it doesn't take long to tell
Cerberus and me exist for this shit, it's like a...
Satan has chosen his generals and Baal has chosen me
I Is Me, supreme demon, I sit on the council most high
Ordered to the front line, It seems the dead are begging to die
With a bow across my wings, like a ninja, I wield two ranger swords
Cerberus, my first lieutenant, is reacting to my every word
We're not here to make allies, there is no compassion in hell
The heat of battle is our passion, and it doesn't take long to tell
Cerberus and me exist for this shit, it's like a...
#dark
#rhyming
#hell
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