Eternal hell fire

Eternal hell fire

A Poem by Ryan Falzon - Tymon
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This poem shows how to keep an open mind.

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As I watch the beauty of eternal hell fire
I walk as my legs never seem to tire
The lost souls together in the abyss
All uselessly struggling and trying to resist.

The reason for my sustained sanity,
is how I escape from escaping reality.
As you have to let your mind fly free,
the third eye opens and with it you see.

The souls shriek and scream in pain.
I laugh and smile at this little game.
The simple joys of a broken man
Is nothing to fear, they simply ran.

However, if the third eye is mis-balanced
By limitations of social acceptance
The beautiful sites of eternal hell fire
Will never come to one's dark desire.

The angles in heaven radiate loving embrace.
One can only enjoy this only with extreme distaste.
For the gatekeeper opened the gate for the holy
Accepting the idiotic, the cowards and even the lonely.

One must not shove away a single thought
No matter how much ridicule it brought.
If all thoughts were accepted and enjoyed
The same words would be permanently deployed.

I walk inside the "wonderful" place.
I shiver on how could one have such tastes
As the angles are kind and gentle to you,
but leave little else of things to do.

Keep the third eye open in all of times,
Each thought is worth a billion dimes.
So never feel the need to hide your head.
Or otherwise we'd all be brain dead. 

© 2010 Ryan Falzon - Tymon


Author's Note

Ryan Falzon - Tymon
This poem states how important to is to measure and consider each and every idea and thought. It is never a good idea to shove away any thought instantly.

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