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From Hell To Me

Hidden away by a Mother's love To the protective torture of the clergy glove Sentenced to a life of hell Before life began, the hammer fell Frightened children, black and white The dog yard coffin, the dark of night The stars looked down on naked flesh Scared eyes looked up through wire mesh Until the stars could look no more And the sun, it opened daylights door The demons woke and walked the halls The scream of silent “help me” calls No one hears their silent pain Or see’s the blood between the grain A nation’s fear of God above No one to hold, no one to love Finally a letter states We want them home, freedom awaits But where is heaven, where is hell Through their fear, they cannot tell Violence, drink and Daddie’s girl Wishing she could be a pearl All safe and snug, within the clam No one to fear, but who I am So, who am I and what’s my worth What’s my purpose, on this earth? I’m here to live, and one day die. I am me – myself – Just I

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 6/24/2013 8:53:00 PM
I sense past pain in your lines...hope I'm wrong...very nice work whatever the intention...congratulations on your win...
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Date: 6/20/2013 3:50:00 PM
This is an excellent Couplet. Congratulations on your win. I look forward in reading more of your poems. Welcome to PS. Warm Smiles, Connie
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Date: 6/20/2013 1:50:00 PM
Miriam ;-) Congratulations!!! Thank you for entering one of my latest contest. please enjoy all the other winners who took their time in entering the same contest you did. you can find the list on the -Contest Winners: Member area- or you can visit my newest blog called ""from HEART to HEART ..."" stop by if you like. always & forever *LINDA
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Date: 6/16/2013 9:52:00 PM
Sprechen Sie Deutsch? I like the way you rhyme your verses, and the imagery you convey is most intense. But I'm not very smart and I get lost in many of your metaphors. To me, it's almost as if you're putting these really intense images or phrases together just because they look good or sound good. But what do I know, art is subjective, and I bet you're bilingual so you're smarter than me. Ich konne ein biBchen Deutsch sprechen. But keep reading other people's poetry if you want to get better.
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Date: 6/16/2013 3:56:00 PM
A very powerful reflection of self and the world around you. Tremendous message here!
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Miriam Owens
Date: 6/16/2013 4:23:00 PM
Thank you very much. My life has its ups and downs so I express it through poetry. It's a great healer .......

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