Hell

Hell

A Poem by I Cast a Shadow

Flames lick souls

Scorching  what is left of sinners weighed by heavy transgression.

Men and women shriek hoarse in constant horror

For eternity.

Thick clouds like sludge hang

Amongst the sounds of moaning and 

Eerie discordant sounds like music

Made by accumulated grievous and insidious chants

Muffled by the excrement made by man’s indulgences;

Icy rain and snow makes their mud to choke and gurgle upon;

Those that wade; sunk wearily under life;

Sunk in death like cold stones.

And somewhere;

No where;

Everywhere;

Lurks He, Himself that has but the Earth

As His throne.

With a mouth that opens wider and wider

Hurling and sucking the souls of the wicked ever down.

© 2012 I Cast a Shadow


Author's Note

I Cast a Shadow
Inspired by Dante's depiction of hell

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Brilliant and has great flow. Nicely done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


still amazing


Posted 12 Years Ago


Great lyrics that reflect the dark subject well, a Godless place

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow i felt like i was standing in the shadows watching your poem play out

Posted 12 Years Ago


Oooh, dark. You offer a very accurate description of what I picture such a place to look like.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on April 20, 2012
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Tags: hell, christianity, death, wicked, sin, end, satan, he, fire, flames

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I Cast a Shadow
I Cast a Shadow

Portland, OR



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I read classics, science fiction, philosophy, and very little fantasy. I am inspired by Taoism and other Eastern philosophy, anarchy, new concepts, my ancestry, my muse, her family, my own family, .. more..

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