An insight into hell!A Poem by Samhitha MopatiHell's description! car games while driving
We knock at the doorway to hell, Betwixt death and after-life; we stand still, And then the door opens, An old hunch-back stands with an oar, "Welcome to torture," says he in a roar! We step into his boat, hesitating in despise! Repenting over the crimes and the lies, That define us when we are alive! The gross cacophony of lashing whips; Thundering cries, ruthless bashing of ribs, The rapist electrocuted with furnaces of fire, Kicked and gored was the dishonest lawyer, Even the pettiest thief struck with the sting of remorse, The horrendous sight brings blood to our pores! Millions of sinners gnashing their teeth, For torments surround from behind, above or beneath! At Hell, the sins of mankind can never withhold, Even the slightest scandal, the demon shall unfold! Ultimately, this is called the scourge of conscience, Thirsty Satan's revenge, they say the vengeance! © 2015 Samhitha MopatiAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorSamhitha MopatiHyderabad, Telangana, IndiaAboutA girl with a generous and dwindling soul, attempting to speak my heart out to the world. I'm enamoured by people and their behavior and often dedicate my poems and articles to them. I'm seventeen ye.. more..Writing
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