Long Poems About Hell
#hell
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
28th Oct 2022 7:52pm
28th Oct 2022 7:52pm
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
#hell
#rhyming
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3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
15th Aug 2022 9:40pm
15th Aug 2022 9:40pm
Vacation
Time and pressure, yes they come back to me
That millisecond between piercing the skin and hitting an artery
Or the additional pressure needed to break a rib with the blade
To bounce off of the sternum and unlock this cage
Remember the pressure, yes that oh so sweet pressure
As the knife pierced his heart, and as it sprayed it's liquid life treassure
Into your mouth and all over your face, as you attempt to devour any trace
You can never allow them to find DNA on your person or in your place
Most wouldn't believe what goes into...
That millisecond between piercing the skin and hitting an artery
Or the additional pressure needed to break a rib with the blade
To bounce off of the sternum and unlock this cage
Remember the pressure, yes that oh so sweet pressure
As the knife pierced his heart, and as it sprayed it's liquid life treassure
Into your mouth and all over your face, as you attempt to devour any trace
You can never allow them to find DNA on your person or in your place
Most wouldn't believe what goes into...
#dark
#death
#evil #hell
#evil #hell
406 reads
3 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
24th Jul 2022 7:46pm
24th Jul 2022 7:46pm
Netherworld of the Damned: Part Two
#dark
#gothic
#vampires
#hell
#redemption
325 reads
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
24th Jul 2022 7:43pm
24th Jul 2022 7:43pm
Netherworld of the Damned: Part One
#dark
#gothic
#vampires
#hell
#redemption
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Xaphan
Poem Published
14th Jul 2022 7:43pm
14th Jul 2022 7:43pm
Never Reap, Where The Reaper Reaps
For those dire tyrants, who presumptuously, take their faiths, in leaps
Should know, now and forever, to never reap, where the Reaper reaps
For he's a nether-nefarious demon, he's the fucking raging supernova
Who may appear, although unbidden, but conjured, to fuck them over
How he hates to see the virgin dead, wasted as cadavers, upon a pile
And he'll simmer then seethe, as he ruminates on his vengeance, vile
For he's so much more, than the angel of death, he's a...
Should know, now and forever, to never reap, where the Reaper reaps
For he's a nether-nefarious demon, he's the fucking raging supernova
Who may appear, although unbidden, but conjured, to fuck them over
How he hates to see the virgin dead, wasted as cadavers, upon a pile
And he'll simmer then seethe, as he ruminates on his vengeance, vile
For he's so much more, than the angel of death, he's a...
#dark
#death
#evil
#hell
#horror
397 reads
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
24th Jun 2022 00:05am
24th Jun 2022 00:05am
Homesick
Time forgives all, even in hell
I hungered for the touch of a succubus and Baal could tell
Forgiven isn't a word that is use, Hell just chooses to look the other way
To ignore I Is Me and allow him to carry on with his day
This because Hell was taking on heavy casualties, in it's pursuit of I Is Me
A bounty had been placed on his head but he wouldn't go down easily
The essence of demons returned to hell with screams that shattered
I Is Me was a spawn without a master, killing demons, and nothing else mattered
Word was slowly circulated the...
I hungered for the touch of a succubus and Baal could tell
Forgiven isn't a word that is use, Hell just chooses to look the other way
To ignore I Is Me and allow him to carry on with his day
This because Hell was taking on heavy casualties, in it's pursuit of I Is Me
A bounty had been placed on his head but he wouldn't go down easily
The essence of demons returned to hell with screams that shattered
I Is Me was a spawn without a master, killing demons, and nothing else mattered
Word was slowly circulated the...
#dark
#war
#hell #rhyming
#hell #rhyming
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2022 11:57pm
23rd Jun 2022 11:57pm
Fallen Pt.4
Hell is on my trail her legions are everywhere
Why kill a succubus if indeed you didn't care
I made it out of the pit with all powers intact
Cerberus is mine still programmed to attack
The forces of hell has orders to bring back this spawn's head
What the fuck can they do when I'm already dead
Cerberus is a made bitch, cut his head off and it will grow back on
It is the spawn I Is Me that they really want, and they can bring it on
I saw him at the podium, mouth fucking everyone's ear
He was gonna clean up this town, he was gonna bring...
Why kill a succubus if indeed you didn't care
I made it out of the pit with all powers intact
Cerberus is mine still programmed to attack
The forces of hell has orders to bring back this spawn's head
What the fuck can they do when I'm already dead
Cerberus is a made bitch, cut his head off and it will grow back on
It is the spawn I Is Me that they really want, and they can bring it on
I saw him at the podium, mouth fucking everyone's ear
He was gonna clean up this town, he was gonna bring...
#dark
#war
#hell #rhyming
#hell #rhyming
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
27th May 2022 5:42pm
27th May 2022 5:42pm
Guardian Angel
As I lay back on the bed and I close my eyes
I remove all questions out of my head from who to why
I open a rift that allows me to slip deep within my mind
The air gets thicker and the darkness begins to shine
In this realm of reality, there is just me
Past, present, and future, along with alter egos to be
They all separate creating an aisle so I could see
The one thing in this dimension that really wasn't me
He was back in the shadows as if he was hiding and on a chain
I didn't have to ask because I knew his name
He was my...
I remove all questions out of my head from who to why
I open a rift that allows me to slip deep within my mind
The air gets thicker and the darkness begins to shine
In this realm of reality, there is just me
Past, present, and future, along with alter egos to be
They all separate creating an aisle so I could see
The one thing in this dimension that really wasn't me
He was back in the shadows as if he was hiding and on a chain
I didn't have to ask because I knew his name
He was my...
#dark
#hell
352 reads
2 Comments
MrDunnePoetry
Poem Published
13th Jan 2022 12:43pm
13th Jan 2022 12:43pm
The Nine Levels Of Hell
The Nine Levels Of Hell"
Welcome to Purgatory, where the dew of repentance washes off stain/
Through confession and satisfaction, righteousness you shall gain
As sins cleansed from your soul, you'll be illuminated by sun/
And you will know the joys of paradise or ascend to level one, LIMBO.
Ushered across the River Acheron, to the brink of an abysmal grief/
A place of sorrow without torment, a seven walled castle filled with peace
Rolling fresh meadows by abundance, illuminated by the light of reason/
Mixed with unbaptised children and...
Welcome to Purgatory, where the dew of repentance washes off stain/
Through confession and satisfaction, righteousness you shall gain
As sins cleansed from your soul, you'll be illuminated by sun/
And you will know the joys of paradise or ascend to level one, LIMBO.
Ushered across the River Acheron, to the brink of an abysmal grief/
A place of sorrow without torment, a seven walled castle filled with peace
Rolling fresh meadows by abundance, illuminated by the light of reason/
Mixed with unbaptised children and...
#dark
#death
#hell
#WritingPoetry
#rap
618 reads
1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2021 2:39am
2nd Dec 2021 2:39am
The Taste Of Burning Madness
Mm… insanity tries to resurrect to slither its tails for satanic nutts
In oral fetishes it goes deep and even deeper in the narrowness of tight butts
No worries to sit back and watch stigmata’s puppets... in God I will always trust
Is the feeling good for you to cross fuck
Tell me now… complex minds craving the appetite to unlock the mystic of my enlighten Creole skin
Poetic hieroglyphics embedded in Egypt, tales of this Queen's lust, desires who has the power to commend, trend, defend
Ancient tongues pleased,...
In oral fetishes it goes deep and even deeper in the narrowness of tight butts
No worries to sit back and watch stigmata’s puppets... in God I will always trust
Is the feeling good for you to cross fuck
Tell me now… complex minds craving the appetite to unlock the mystic of my enlighten Creole skin
Poetic hieroglyphics embedded in Egypt, tales of this Queen's lust, desires who has the power to commend, trend, defend
Ancient tongues pleased,...
#spiritual
#heaven
#MentalHealth #hell
#MentalHealth #hell
772 reads
7 Comments
JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 11:00pm
7th Jul 2021 11:00pm
Room 1236
#love
#dreams
#devil
#LifeChangingMoment
#hell
193 reads
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bowieboii
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 10:56pm
1st Jul 2021 10:56pm
Irrelevant
We set our own limitations
There is nothing in this world by which we're bound
And, though we're living in an alien nation
We tend to forget that everything is so profound
Building our own foundations,
There is nothing we believe that's not made so
And as a product of imagination,
So long as we think we're powerless, we'll lose all control
(But, only because we'd agreed that it was so)
But, it'll all be made irrelevant in the end
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end ...
There is nothing in this world by which we're bound
And, though we're living in an alien nation
We tend to forget that everything is so profound
Building our own foundations,
There is nothing we believe that's not made so
And as a product of imagination,
So long as we think we're powerless, we'll lose all control
(But, only because we'd agreed that it was so)
But, it'll all be made irrelevant in the end
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end ...
#heaven
#TruthOfLife
#hell
#ignorance
#magic
605 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Hell
