A NIght In Hell

a poem about the dreams of the otherworld

A Night In Hell

 

The darkness strokes my restless face

The cold air penetrates my skin

My mind is off in another place

Where I ponder dreams akin

 

My prophecies and nightmares

Greet me with a smile

Evil doings and blank stares

Stretch mile after mile

 

No wind nor stars are here tonight

In my dreamy hell

Only monsters walk in sight

Not a soul I tell

 

I am taken to manor

One-thousand chambers high

Abode of awful grandeur

Satan’s palace in the sky

 

My thoughts have turned against me

Treat me they shan’t well

I have tried and cannot flee

From this haunted hell

 

We walk down many hallways

My evil thoughts and I

We climb up many stairways

Closer to the sky

I finally meet a dwelling

Who’s doors shut out the days

I confess I shan’t be telling

But I couldn’t help but gaze

 

Satan sat upon his throne

And looked right back at me

I knew right then when his eyes shone

That I would never be free

 

So Satan rose up from his chair

And uttered an evil hiss

He ordered me into his lair

To face my final bliss

 

Around my heart I felt his hands

Begin to squeeze and creep

But in another farther land

I woke up from my sleep

Author's Note

sorry about the font. i orginally did this in word and thought it wud look cool

Reviews

[ZakLeonRamsey]

Well it doesn't really matter what font you write a poem in, a poem is a poem, remember. I like this poem. It's in my Top 5 list, definitely. I like poems about this top. Not because it is about death and how s**t my life is, but I like it because it is about how you interpret Hell in the afterlife. Just one thing: 'Around my heart I felt his hands, begin to squeeze and creep, but in another farther land, I woke up from my sleep.' I am confused. What does this mean? Was this afterlife just a dream for him, or what? Apart from that, good poem.

[brokenwriter]

this is so goooood. please teach me

[Astaroth_Knox]

Although well written I believe that there could be more from you this piece proved to show your ability but It was squandered in this. Yet another talent that fell flat upon the words of this poem.

[UnknownWriter1818]

This is amazing! I loved it :)

[I Am Svetlana]

Woah, very deep & powerful write here! My thoughts always seem to turn against me once darkness comes...but I'm glad I'm always able to write it all out when I feel too suffocated. I really enjoyed the story within this, meeting Satan, then just waking up as if it never happened. It's like a cliffhanger, in a way. You can feel him beginning to kill you, then you suddenly wake up, wondering if it was real in some way. Interesting thought concepts!

[Lu Zamber]

Wow! very good stuff! hits a spot for sure! Keep it up!

[Lily]

Awesome I love the eery images and horrific landscape, the use of thoughts turning against one can make this scary to each individual. Thanks for sharing!

[Shawn Sam]

Excellent. Now I only wish to see the original doc. Such ambiance lost in formatting haha

[Demii]

I love the darkness, and the flow and rhythm your poem holds. As I was reading it I could literally vision the ending, and waking up from a bad dream. It's real, good job.