Poems About Hell by Top Critiquers
#hell
Hell ain't so bad
Within the depths, where dreams come true
Echoes of hope, where Lucifer loves you
Flames dance, a delightful sight
Inferno whispers through the night
Freedom to say, a care-free state
On tranquil paths, no room for hate
Each laugh, a happy story
In hell's release, heartfelt glory
Pleasant nights, dawn will arise
Cool whispering flames, blue clear skies
A realm of pleasure, you'll never want to leave
In these delightful depths of hell, always believe
Echoes of hope, where Lucifer loves you
Flames dance, a delightful sight
Inferno whispers through the night
Freedom to say, a care-free state
On tranquil paths, no room for hate
Each laugh, a happy story
In hell's release, heartfelt glory
Pleasant nights, dawn will arise
Cool whispering flames, blue clear skies
A realm of pleasure, you'll never want to leave
In these delightful depths of hell, always believe
#devil
#happiness
#hell
#rhyming
#uplifting
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Free Falling
Bowing to the father of lies
In barren fields among the dead
No matter the mask or disguise
He’s living rent free in your head
Drowning beneath the tide
Shadows speak in mystic tongues
Lost within madness you confide
Evil spirts filling up cursed lungs
Fading further from the light
All hope was abandoned for power
Wisdom blinded by lack of sight
Forbidden love slowly starts to sour
Until judgement one day comes calling
And from the kingdom forever free falling
In barren fields among the dead
No matter the mask or disguise
He’s living rent free in your head
Drowning beneath the tide
Shadows speak in mystic tongues
Lost within madness you confide
Evil spirts filling up cursed lungs
Fading further from the light
All hope was abandoned for power
Wisdom blinded by lack of sight
Forbidden love slowly starts to sour
Until judgement one day comes calling
And from the kingdom forever free falling
#hell
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rapturous
rapturous greed, greet me in the solemn scorn, I am in need
keening rebellion I will not be silent
with a vow on my lips I darken the day
proclaiming my need
chanting sacred thoughts, to the airs listening
the heartless moon, could not see the beauty in me
altered dawn turn red
cynical of mind I see the murder in your eyes
nonplussed I make no move
instead I invite you
curses spoken, fall through the night
landing in you skull
screaming, you try to drown the restless spirits, you have attracted
watching on...
keening rebellion I will not be silent
with a vow on my lips I darken the day
proclaiming my need
chanting sacred thoughts, to the airs listening
the heartless moon, could not see the beauty in me
altered dawn turn red
cynical of mind I see the murder in your eyes
nonplussed I make no move
instead I invite you
curses spoken, fall through the night
landing in you skull
screaming, you try to drown the restless spirits, you have attracted
watching on...
#dark
#hell
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Recurring sinner; Day of reckoning
Poor me, oh! Mummy, I am a recurring sinner Same old story waking up every morning a loser..
REIGN IN HELL OR SERVE IN HEAVEN?
BOM BA CHI-CO CHI..
LOM BA CHI-CO CHI..
CHI-CO CHI.. CHI-CO CHI BAM! BAM!..
What they mean! This incantations no idea I'm not a coder..
On the reckoning day in Mordor, they gave me a condo for been a recurring sinner..
My brain cells rhythmic firing me into a weeper..
These demons seduced me assuring I am no more a believer..
So,...
REIGN IN HELL OR SERVE IN HEAVEN?
BOM BA CHI-CO CHI..
LOM BA CHI-CO CHI..
CHI-CO CHI.. CHI-CO CHI BAM! BAM!..
What they mean! This incantations no idea I'm not a coder..
On the reckoning day in Mordor, they gave me a condo for been a recurring sinner..
My brain cells rhythmic firing me into a weeper..
These demons seduced me assuring I am no more a believer..
So,...
#hell
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HAVE YOU EVER TRULY WONDERED
Though I walk through the valley of death I shall not walk alone nor shall, I fear what is waiting at the end as I am never alone with the most highest spiritual soul. By my side as I walk through the shadows of the darkness that surrounds, which is known as the unknown which is called the dead of the night. For there were times when I became weak even got down on my knees, as there were times when I felt so all afraid and alone with ME MYSELF AND I. But not once did I give up on finding the inner strength, and courage to walk and stand against all that stood against ME. For they say it takes...
#utopia
#heaven
#hell
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Hell's Vine
My clammy cheek was plastered
on the cold slab of rock bottom.
Does it matter how I got here?
Dry heaving my suffocating fear.
Numb blaze & flames of yesterday.
Haunted holograms
of my contorted mistakes
Harrowing hieroglyphic accounts
adorning the ancient brain.
A story for when the soul no longer remains.
Lost souls saunter a star perished night.
Shivering with the grim fright,
that there might not exist a welcoming light.
Lifeless I lay & glimpse
a pinhole of fragile shine.
Proofless that...
on the cold slab of rock bottom.
Does it matter how I got here?
Dry heaving my suffocating fear.
Numb blaze & flames of yesterday.
Haunted holograms
of my contorted mistakes
Harrowing hieroglyphic accounts
adorning the ancient brain.
A story for when the soul no longer remains.
Lost souls saunter a star perished night.
Shivering with the grim fright,
that there might not exist a welcoming light.
Lifeless I lay & glimpse
a pinhole of fragile shine.
Proofless that...
#dark
#angels
#heaven #hell
#heaven #hell
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Axis of Evil
At the actual...actuarial table
The Fates are pleased that it is round.
Spinning it makes the world unstable
On shifting plates of tectonic ground.
Jeopardy is the name of that old game
Of mesmerizing planet rotation,
And though the results are often lame
You'd expect that from magma floatation!
So do not expect that the Fate's concern
Has any regard for Earthling pleasure
Or whether a home will shake or burn
Or who will be poor and who gets treasure
For the actual goal is not to fall in...
When the Fates give hell a Jeopardy...
The Fates are pleased that it is round.
Spinning it makes the world unstable
On shifting plates of tectonic ground.
Jeopardy is the name of that old game
Of mesmerizing planet rotation,
And though the results are often lame
You'd expect that from magma floatation!
So do not expect that the Fate's concern
Has any regard for Earthling pleasure
Or whether a home will shake or burn
Or who will be poor and who gets treasure
For the actual goal is not to fall in...
When the Fates give hell a Jeopardy...
#earth
#fire
#nature #hell
#nature #hell
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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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An orange and white wig stand
Ignorance wandered
lost in the vast unknown.
Faith stood firm
as a beacon in the night.
They met by chance,
two souls adrift.
In the space between
no doubt and disbelief.
Ignorance questioned,
seeking answers,
Faith offered solace,
a gentle embrace.
Together they danced,
in the twilight
of misunderstanding.
Finding beauty
in their conveniences.
In their union,
an acrimony emerged.
A void that transcended
their indifferences.
lost in the vast unknown.
Faith stood firm
as a beacon in the night.
They met by chance,
two souls adrift.
In the space between
no doubt and disbelief.
Ignorance questioned,
seeking answers,
Faith offered solace,
a gentle embrace.
Together they danced,
in the twilight
of misunderstanding.
Finding beauty
in their conveniences.
In their union,
an acrimony emerged.
A void that transcended
their indifferences.
#evil
#hell
#horror
#LifeStruggles
#nightmares
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birthing eyes never lie
^ancestry of an eye^^
mom's
home-made kohl
in steely-bellied antique
peacockish clutch
-bleeds her girl
lashing lachrymal blades
of untinkering truth
beatifies blinkless
melancholy
#^ smell of lies ^#
caustic
caffeinated brews
trickles chronic -infuses
a ballerina in disguise
cadaveric greys mildly
coalesce
daily runs high . the deathless
deaths
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mom's
home-made kohl
in steely-bellied antique
peacockish clutch
-bleeds her girl
lashing lachrymal blades
of untinkering truth
beatifies blinkless
melancholy
#^ smell of lies ^#
caustic
caffeinated brews
trickles chronic -infuses
a ballerina in disguise
cadaveric greys mildly
coalesce
daily runs high . the deathless
deaths
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...
#love
#mother
#birth
#war
#hell
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Standing at the gates of Hell
Your house sits on Mount Hermon.
Drinking blood with me from a wine glass.
Sharing pain and suffering sip after sip.
Becoming one soul in that moment.
Fallen angels breaking free from bondage.
Seeing how far and fast we can fall,
once the chains were removed.
Black wings in a transfiguration.
Displaying the most magnificent sins.
Steeped in sorrow and sadness.
The Watchers, no longer just watching.
So seduced by mortal witches.
Seeing heaven as a prison.
Needing this never-ending strife.
That only a young...
Drinking blood with me from a wine glass.
Sharing pain and suffering sip after sip.
Becoming one soul in that moment.
Fallen angels breaking free from bondage.
Seeing how far and fast we can fall,
once the chains were removed.
Black wings in a transfiguration.
Displaying the most magnificent sins.
Steeped in sorrow and sadness.
The Watchers, no longer just watching.
So seduced by mortal witches.
Seeing heaven as a prison.
Needing this never-ending strife.
That only a young...
#lust
#dark
#angels
#hell
#witches
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No Time For Fairies
#atheism
#fate
#hell #pagan
#hell #pagan
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