Living in the Underworld

I was forced

to accept this... this world
like 
Persephone was forced
to accept that... that world

I was forced
to accept the sounds of people's bitter words
mistaken

for 
the barks and growls
of Hellhounds

I was forced
to accept cold looks
colder
than the blade
of Reaper's 
scythe

Reviews

[SLOVA]

I love finding depth in poetry by very young writers because it really can be so raw. The darker element is profound illustrates your meaning beautifully.

Svaka cast.

SLOVA

[burnhouse]

Oh, I highly appreciate your words, thank you! :)

Hvala, hvala.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. This was sooo good. Pen on with your great ones...:)

[burnhouse]

Thank you very much. :3

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[L4rn13]

Dark and deep but enthralling. Love the use of Persephone's story int this. Thank you for sharing.

[burnhouse]

Thanks you. :3 No problem.

[B-poet]

A dark & deeply profound write. Greatwork. A candid & gripping read.

[burnhouse]

Aw, thanks. :D

[Adam Crate]

Ah, Persephone - I've always been fascinated with her story. This is an excellent poem that sticks to the theme of the underworld very well.

"I was forced
to accept cold looks
colder
than the blade
of Reaper's
scythe"

I absolutely loved this stanza. Great work!

[burnhouse]

Yes, I really adore Greek mythology, and any mythology. :3

Thank you.

[chloe slagle]

this is great :) i truly love it :)

[burnhouse]

Thanks. :)

[chloe slagle]

your welcome :)