Inspired by certain beliefs (not mine) i'm sure you may guess
Bound in cobwebs of stainless steel In fire's of crimson hue's I await a fate I didn't choose.
In fear and trepidation Eyes erratic movements How I wish That the screams of tortured souls I could not hear
Will my own torture stake be to much to carry? For in the blood and entrails of the slaughtered There I read my perpectual doom
What use was all my love and hate, that has lead me to this fate? Can Angels consume the foolish deeds? Or will Devils disect this once proud heart?
Fire's flare in consumption of so many hopeless souls Trapped never listening no nor wishing to hear God I thought I knew it all
Pity the poor and broken down who had so little chance Yet the haughty one's shall burn along side this stupid man
So my friend sing out the songs of your own inequity Scream your innocence, though no one believes the things you say Face the eternal fire, that fire of destruction, thats waiting
"Bound in cobwebs of stainless steel
In fire's of crimson hue's
I await a fate I didn't choose."
a good start for a scary poem.
it's very descriptive and beautifully horrific. nightmare-ish stories of no escape fascinates me. it's hard to write because it requires lots of descriptions and emotions. i actually pictured it in my mind. there is no inequality in hell: rich or poor will be mixed together in the devil's pots and pans.woo.
however, some grammar and spelling were off in some lines.
great read
An ode to the futility of justifying ones existence and the choices made for us, not by us. This was short of (or maybe past) frustrated, but smack dab in the middle of bitter realization. Great writing.
This is so filled with images of horror and woe and destruction and it is frightening.
I do beleive and think there is such an inferno. It does remind me of Dantes Inferno and all the gates of hell he described.. you have a powerful and frightening poem ..
And i agree with imagination101 ' thank God there's a Heaven'..
My favorite book is Dante's Inferno. His description of hell make the hardest of men to think of a better way to live. I like the feel and emotion of this poem. The mystery of life. Where is the next destine place for us? A outstanding poem. Create a lot to think about.
Coyote
Dont worry if the sparrow chirps today,
Tomorrow the Nightingale shall sing
Judge me if you will, not on the words of another who may have their own agenda, but as YOU find me, as YOU .. more..