Poems About Hell by Top Critiquers
#hell
buddhakitty
Poem Published
6th Jul 2018 9:57pm
6th Jul 2018 9:57pm
goal
hospital
13 y/o middle
eastern boy
brown,
under fed
lifts what's
left of
leg
stump now
one more
bullet
one less
limb
no more
soccer
(c) 2018 R.R. Zinn
13 y/o middle
eastern boy
brown,
under fed
lifts what's
left of
leg
stump now
one more
bullet
one less
limb
no more
soccer
(c) 2018 R.R. Zinn
#hell
511 reads
10 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
4th Aug 2024 11:11pm
4th Aug 2024 11:11pm
It Figures
It figures it would be be Britain First, you know
The riots, the Muslim Defense League
Machetes and hammers, with two tiered justice
Riots are simply the voice of the unheard
Thought it would be America first, but that's coming
The Fourth Turning won't be pretty, "making sausage" never is
Luckily, Londonstan is secure - won't tolerate riots there
The dog days of summer have come alive
The second sun and second sight aren't needed
To see putting a lid on things won't fix what's stewing
And open borders is whats stewing everywhere in...
The riots, the Muslim Defense League
Machetes and hammers, with two tiered justice
Riots are simply the voice of the unheard
Thought it would be America first, but that's coming
The Fourth Turning won't be pretty, "making sausage" never is
Luckily, Londonstan is secure - won't tolerate riots there
The dog days of summer have come alive
The second sun and second sight aren't needed
To see putting a lid on things won't fix what's stewing
And open borders is whats stewing everywhere in...
#hell
141 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 1:00am
11th Sep 2024 1:00am
anxiety in the city
and as I walk down
the street
they
ignore me, I say,
the only thing we have in common,
apart from
our common humanity,
of course,
is that
we’re strangers,
and all that entails,
the inherent
dangers ..
the street
they
ignore me, I say,
the only thing we have in common,
apart from
our common humanity,
of course,
is that
we’re strangers,
and all that entails,
the inherent
dangers ..
#heaven
#hell
#utopia
119 reads
3 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
4th Jul 2022 6:32am
4th Jul 2022 6:32am
Sex in Hell
#BDSM
#hell
#emotions #ThrillSeeking
#emotions #ThrillSeeking
465 reads
11 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:40am
9th Dec 2024 1:40am
Oh, You Devil
So, Archangel Gabriel daddy, sent his little Hebrew Angel to warn the Big Bad Wolf of impending danger
I am the reversal of fortune in the books that civilization documents a curly head Hebrew infant was born on Christmas in a manger
Look at the planets when the alignment and the misguided orbit ordained by your Heavenly Father, my nemesis
The Romans with false astrological deceitful tricks, given rites to a pagan rebirth of a new beginning in Winter Solstice
I am here on my own accord, and it was hard to find this accessible...
I am the reversal of fortune in the books that civilization documents a curly head Hebrew infant was born on Christmas in a manger
Look at the planets when the alignment and the misguided orbit ordained by your Heavenly Father, my nemesis
The Romans with false astrological deceitful tricks, given rites to a pagan rebirth of a new beginning in Winter Solstice
I am here on my own accord, and it was hard to find this accessible...
#heaven
#hell
#angels
336 reads
MalcolmG
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 8:55am
15th Dec 2024 8:55am
Welcome to Hell ...
Welcome, dear soul, to the fiery embrace,
Where pleasure and sin find their rightful place.
Forget what you’ve heard, the lies they’ve spread
Hell’s not torment; it’s where life’s truly led.
Lust and desire aren’t vices to shame,
They’re art forms perfected in passion’s flame.
A dance of bodies, a feast of the flesh,
In Hell, these pleasures are always fresh.
Heaven may promise a cloud and a harp,
But its paradise is tepid, stale, and sharp.
No touch, no taste, no thrill of the chase
Just hymns on repeat in a sterile space. ...
Where pleasure and sin find their rightful place.
Forget what you’ve heard, the lies they’ve spread
Hell’s not torment; it’s where life’s truly led.
Lust and desire aren’t vices to shame,
They’re art forms perfected in passion’s flame.
A dance of bodies, a feast of the flesh,
In Hell, these pleasures are always fresh.
Heaven may promise a cloud and a harp,
But its paradise is tepid, stale, and sharp.
No touch, no taste, no thrill of the chase
Just hymns on repeat in a sterile space. ...
#devil
#funny
#heaven
#hell
#religion
52 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 4:44pm
5th Oct 2024 4:44pm
dancer in hell
the dancer held in aspic is released
and muscle memory occurs
to get her through a pirouette
surrounded by the loving damned
before the spotlight disappears
and with it all of Galilee
defined as a roadside bar
and then a blinding light so white
so void of dance and audience
and just a floating vanity
the glass in which she sees herself
crippled by thousands of crows’ feet
and muscle memory occurs
to get her through a pirouette
surrounded by the loving damned
before the spotlight disappears
and with it all of Galilee
defined as a roadside bar
and then a blinding light so white
so void of dance and audience
and just a floating vanity
the glass in which she sees herself
crippled by thousands of crows’ feet
#aging
#dance
#death #hell
#death #hell
180 reads
2 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 9:00pm
25th Dec 2024 9:00pm
Hellbound Date (Character Personality Collaboration)
Mr. Killa Stank-Stank
“Axe planted three inches in a brain
Now my victim is insane in the membrane,
“Thinking altered as blood flows an unwanted path
Realize motherfucka this is not love, but hate that’s gone mad,
“Every time the bullet fragments in my chest shimmy shake
A hand full of pills I pop for pain before it’s too late,
“Pushed down with a can of Red Bull
Yeah motherfucka. I feel gooooooooood!!!,
“Amen to this killa shit-goddamn
As I do the stanky-leg and listen to the sermon of the...
“Axe planted three inches in a brain
Now my victim is insane in the membrane,
“Thinking altered as blood flows an unwanted path
Realize motherfucka this is not love, but hate that’s gone mad,
“Every time the bullet fragments in my chest shimmy shake
A hand full of pills I pop for pain before it’s too late,
“Pushed down with a can of Red Bull
Yeah motherfucka. I feel gooooooooood!!!,
“Amen to this killa shit-goddamn
As I do the stanky-leg and listen to the sermon of the...
#dark
#hell
89 reads
2 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
15th Jun 2018 00:32am
15th Jun 2018 00:32am
The cursed gift
The greatest gift granted to a man is life
The greatest victory granted to a man is death
For man hard work, the greatest reward granted to a man is love
And yet a Man greatest curse is his own heart
A man greatest prison is his own mind
For in life man finds hell
But in death man finds freedom
In love man begins to understand true joy and happiness
And in his heart man finds greed
For in his mind a man will always remember his pain and his failure
A man greatest lesson is his own mistakes
Man are granted conscience
But in conscience...
The greatest victory granted to a man is death
For man hard work, the greatest reward granted to a man is love
And yet a Man greatest curse is his own heart
A man greatest prison is his own mind
For in life man finds hell
But in death man finds freedom
In love man begins to understand true joy and happiness
And in his heart man finds greed
For in his mind a man will always remember his pain and his failure
A man greatest lesson is his own mistakes
Man are granted conscience
But in conscience...
#love
#beauty
#war
#hell
#disappointment
480 reads
0 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
30th Jan 2022 3:12am
30th Jan 2022 3:12am
c**ted baptism
#dark
#murder
#hell
341 reads
8 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
26th May 2020 1:19am
26th May 2020 1:19am
Dock of Souls
at dawn there's a flicker of gold
faint with the morning dirge
night have given up Souls
sings to it, a new day
they come in liquid presence
four mystical whales
old sisters to carry souls
to gather with other sparks
what answers beauty from within
what calls to the deep like trumpets
who is the essence of them
transporters of spirit to beyond
souls left behind
swirl with the mists
screaming with the winds
forever tormented in this world, yet not
should they speak to you ...
faint with the morning dirge
night have given up Souls
sings to it, a new day
they come in liquid presence
four mystical whales
old sisters to carry souls
to gather with other sparks
what answers beauty from within
what calls to the deep like trumpets
who is the essence of them
transporters of spirit to beyond
souls left behind
swirl with the mists
screaming with the winds
forever tormented in this world, yet not
should they speak to you ...
#utopia
#ghosts
#hell
#mythology
#tradition
466 reads
2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 3:44pm
30th Nov 2024 3:44pm
Destiny Blinded by the Fog of Psychosis
I will find the way.
A path I’ve once trodden
blanketed with fallen leaves
now smoldering red and black.
This path I’ve trodden
is a cursed one with an uncertain end.
Up ahead this path darkens and fogs.
With beating heart and sweaty skin
I have always proceeded forward
into my own unknown both present and future.
I enter, consumed by the fog of psychosis,
the blackness just beyond that ahead,
perhaps death? Hell? Reincarnation?!
Perhaps beyond the black is the womb
of my next mother and...
A path I’ve once trodden
blanketed with fallen leaves
now smoldering red and black.
This path I’ve trodden
is a cursed one with an uncertain end.
Up ahead this path darkens and fogs.
With beating heart and sweaty skin
I have always proceeded forward
into my own unknown both present and future.
I enter, consumed by the fog of psychosis,
the blackness just beyond that ahead,
perhaps death? Hell? Reincarnation?!
Perhaps beyond the black is the womb
of my next mother and...
#dark
#FeelingLost
#hell
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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