Hell Poems
8. Hell is your home
by Kea Campbell
Hell is your home.
But I live here, with the blessed.
Saturday 20 April 2022
do you remember(as a child)
by Rumi Ullidov
Do you remember
As a child
When the neighbour
Pissed off
Chided you?
Did you get angry
Because he shouted
Or embarrassed
Because he was right?
......
Hell of a Woman
by Frangipani Rhett
I'm a hell of a woman
A lot closer to the devil than Heaven
Burning bridges as I cross them
Winged like a angel but more 666 than 7
At least that's what my parents say...
I can't catch a break
So I'll catch you in the act of lying to my face
I'm wrong even if I'm right
......
No Faith In Freedom
by Frangipani Rhett
My house is just that
A place for sleeping and belonging
But I don't want to go into it
Because of my issues from my trauma
My social media is for connections
But I'm terrified of the prison
Of my family's hate
and their relentless criticism
......
I am hell
by Bogdan Dragos
he could count the major events
in his life on a
mangled hand's fingers
But this was one of them. The day she took him
to church.
So that's what girlfriends are for.
But he didn't like the church
didn't like the songs
didn't like the preacher and the preaching
......
8. Hell is your home
by Kea Campbell
Hell is your home.
But I live here, with the blessed.
Saturday 20 April 2022
No Faith In Freedom
by Frangipani Rhett
My house is just that
A place for sleeping and belonging
But I don't want to go into it
Because of my issues from my trauma
My social media is for connections
But I'm terrified of the prison
Of my family's hate
and their relentless criticism
......
Hell of a Woman
by Frangipani Rhett
I'm a hell of a woman
A lot closer to the devil than Heaven
Burning bridges as I cross them
Winged like a angel but more 666 than 7
At least that's what my parents say...
I can't catch a break
So I'll catch you in the act of lying to my face
I'm wrong even if I'm right
......
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by Adriano Radaasdfjk
Continue readingLife in Hell
by Saleh Ben Saleh
Through a long dark path the sinful walk, their souls burdened unable to talk. From neck to chin, with chains they are bonded, to the call of their Lord they unwillingly responded.
In the distance they hear the roars of hell, it welcomes its guests by ringing a bell. Their rotten flesh is all they smell, they quench their thirst from a boiling well.
In the fires of hell they eternally dwell, to the life of bliss had bid farewell. They cry out in pain and try to rebel, but the keepers of hell do swiftly quell. There flesh is stripped, right off their bone, from the intensity of pain you can hear their groan.
They scream and ask what have we done? Today you are rewarded for the sins you have won. To friends and kin feel free to call, but none of them will save your soul. Now you pay for all your sins, into damnation your journey begins.
Saleh Ben Saleh
