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.
Silence
Silence is that you?
confession number 6 I am afraid
falling forever falling in love with you
no matter the cause, doomed to fail
damned if I do, damned if I don't
pardoned on one condition
my brother, we can not speak
He will destroy me for being evidence of His dark side
laying witness I was cold with grief
imprisoned I was not allowed to stand with you
a traitor to feelings for you...never
visions of the future
you saw in my mind while we soul-coupled
the...
confession number 6 I am afraid
falling forever falling in love with you
no matter the cause, doomed to fail
damned if I do, damned if I don't
pardoned on one condition
my brother, we can not speak
He will destroy me for being evidence of His dark side
laying witness I was cold with grief
imprisoned I was not allowed to stand with you
a traitor to feelings for you...never
visions of the future
you saw in my mind while we soul-coupled
the...
#hell
#love
#philosophical
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Where do you wake up?
I wake up to the end of night
Edges of sun crack through the drapes
An eclipse incinerates dreams
Reality shrouds me in blazing light
This hell continues on
Edges of sun crack through the drapes
An eclipse incinerates dreams
Reality shrouds me in blazing light
This hell continues on
#depression
#hell
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the awfulings~part two
my imagination picks me up taking me to other planes
where I encounter different beings
morality I notice is subjective according to what laws you ascribe to
to some of these beings, they would think you don't love them
unless you were sarcastic with them
sympathy is a wasted emotion to them
but it is catered to in the human world
they know all about us and in part are here currently
in their eyes that is coddling
mercy you can't have from them
the best they will offer you in pity
and insult you while torturing you
...
where I encounter different beings
morality I notice is subjective according to what laws you ascribe to
to some of these beings, they would think you don't love them
unless you were sarcastic with them
sympathy is a wasted emotion to them
but it is catered to in the human world
they know all about us and in part are here currently
in their eyes that is coddling
mercy you can't have from them
the best they will offer you in pity
and insult you while torturing you
...
#love
#hell
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Lady Dark~Series
my darkness escaped me and assaulted my soul
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
#love
#mother
#hell #witches
#hell #witches
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Descent
Then I fall and stumble
and I get back on my feet
as if things had wings
and support me in the air
and the lungs were so full
that I could no longer breathe.
A scream runs through the veins
and takes the ghosts with him
to the open gates of hell,
where the many-headed dog awaits his pay.
All my skin trembles under the itching
of unknown desires left on the floor
or floating in gusts of wind.
Discontented, distraught and obscure
my blood spills
on the foreheads of inhuman animals
that populate the...
and I get back on my feet
as if things had wings
and support me in the air
and the lungs were so full
that I could no longer breathe.
A scream runs through the veins
and takes the ghosts with him
to the open gates of hell,
where the many-headed dog awaits his pay.
All my skin trembles under the itching
of unknown desires left on the floor
or floating in gusts of wind.
Discontented, distraught and obscure
my blood spills
on the foreheads of inhuman animals
that populate the...
#heartbroken
#hell
#mystery #prison
#mystery #prison
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An Exorcism
We waited until he came home
and tied him to a chair.
We knew what had been going on,
and weren’t afraid to tell him so.
He said he didn’t know
what we were talking about
and I, I must confess, faltered
a moment on seeing him so scared,
our 16-year-old son. But we held firm
in faith and carried on, we knew
he wasn’t like the other boys,
and hadn’t been since 12 or thereabouts.
The moonlight came in slats
between the bars
of our cellar windows, high up and rectangular,
like heaven’s watchers keeping time.
I...
and tied him to a chair.
We knew what had been going on,
and weren’t afraid to tell him so.
He said he didn’t know
what we were talking about
and I, I must confess, faltered
a moment on seeing him so scared,
our 16-year-old son. But we held firm
in faith and carried on, we knew
he wasn’t like the other boys,
and hadn’t been since 12 or thereabouts.
The moonlight came in slats
between the bars
of our cellar windows, high up and rectangular,
like heaven’s watchers keeping time.
I...
#abuse
#religion
#devil #hell
#devil #hell
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#22
I am standing on the threshold.
The threshold to a new hell.
This one's got the blue fire,
From this one there's a way out, yet I remain still.
There is a path I think, leading to a place full of calm exhalations.
But,
I don't like the green,
I don't want the gold.
I think I need the blue.
Maybe black will do.
This place's tried and true,
At least so I've been told.
Just hate being seen.
That's all.
I am standing on the threshold,
The threshold to a new hell.
It is getting kind of cold here, ...
The threshold to a new hell.
This one's got the blue fire,
From this one there's a way out, yet I remain still.
There is a path I think, leading to a place full of calm exhalations.
But,
I don't like the green,
I don't want the gold.
I think I need the blue.
Maybe black will do.
This place's tried and true,
At least so I've been told.
Just hate being seen.
That's all.
I am standing on the threshold,
The threshold to a new hell.
It is getting kind of cold here, ...
#grief
#hell
#apathy
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Navigating Through Darkness
The Earth above
Circling around Hell
Soulless on a dark river
Calling down the blue light
Returning home
Circling around Hell
Soulless on a dark river
Calling down the blue light
Returning home
#motivational
#earth
#heaven
#hell
#uplifting
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Ascension of the Downfall
A memory of a guided spirit
took me to the hollow land
rising dark tides from the rains
interrupted my visit
my last wish
before gravity pulls me under
children of the revolution
carving my name in the city of fire
took me to the hollow land
rising dark tides from the rains
interrupted my visit
my last wish
before gravity pulls me under
children of the revolution
carving my name in the city of fire
#death
#fiction
#ghosts
#heaven
#hell
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Devil's Trip
When my sun comes down
a crimson cosmos astounds
i appear with winter's wind
I'm free as summer's sin
sing a song this mourning
telling tales of warning
purple clouds, demon bubbles
cosmic dreams, strangers in trouble
to die is to wake at the strike of twelve
he welcomes us all to the gates of hell
a crimson cosmos astounds
i appear with winter's wind
I'm free as summer's sin
sing a song this mourning
telling tales of warning
purple clouds, demon bubbles
cosmic dreams, strangers in trouble
to die is to wake at the strike of twelve
he welcomes us all to the gates of hell
#dreams
#clouds
#rhyming
#hell
#astronomy
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Slit
you vampires are curious I know...
about a lady with a powerful weapon...my mind
the ability to see through the smoke screen is my power
I chose my delusions
this is a recon mission
some of mine fell behind
hell on Earth...Hell yeah
with a soul and mind of my own
I refuse the collective entry
and yes I hear your screeching language
greetings, surprised I've been aware of you for some time now
but I won't be strongarmed into answering
you see pieces of me
beware of what you can't see or sense
you are...
about a lady with a powerful weapon...my mind
the ability to see through the smoke screen is my power
I chose my delusions
this is a recon mission
some of mine fell behind
hell on Earth...Hell yeah
with a soul and mind of my own
I refuse the collective entry
and yes I hear your screeching language
greetings, surprised I've been aware of you for some time now
but I won't be strongarmed into answering
you see pieces of me
beware of what you can't see or sense
you are...
#dark
#vampires
#hell
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Dildo
game, game
manipulation and refrain
heartless little bitch
acting like your shit don't stink
rank ass twat
dribbling out your asshole
cos you're so loose
any plastic dick will do
you don't have the balls to get a real man
so you pacify with some butt ugly whore
nothing new about that
push my buttons
watch it blow up in your face
vengeance is His
getting even is human
you will see me face to face in hell
I was making a trip there no matter what
but remember this and you can say I...
manipulation and refrain
heartless little bitch
acting like your shit don't stink
rank ass twat
dribbling out your asshole
cos you're so loose
any plastic dick will do
you don't have the balls to get a real man
so you pacify with some butt ugly whore
nothing new about that
push my buttons
watch it blow up in your face
vengeance is His
getting even is human
you will see me face to face in hell
I was making a trip there no matter what
but remember this and you can say I...
#hell
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