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Half-A-Life

.         Half-a-Life

Approaching the first sign of hell. 
An instrument of the baby tell.
I receive the blood in a Limbo womb .
An embryo conceived from a cell.
A set life waiting to bloom.
9 months to be stuck inside of a shell.
The first pain of labor revels my doom.
I exit  to another Half Life to roam and dwell.
I vanished all excitement  in the waiting room.
Abused in my first moment, just to here me yell.
My lungs full of life entering my second tomb.
Yelling my guts to an evil smell.
The smell of entering the Gates of Hell.

By:P.D.

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Richard D Seal April 28, 2013 at 7:36 PM Just spotted your comment in man in kitchen, lol am I ever goin to live that down lol, not sure if I like possum anyway lol, you teaser

Richard D Seal April 28, 2013 at 7:30 PM Maybe I didn't in those first moments but I have come to love life to the full. I guess for many it has not worked out and for millions living the day to day survival especially. Maybe one day I'll find out if it has for you my Sweet Dark Fiend. Take care, Richard

David Smalling September 26, 2010 at 8:16 AM Hauntingly dark ... and yet full of courage, none can tell the meaning well, like those under the moment's spell. Thanks for being friend

Monica Evette September 12, 2010 at 8:11 AM The work of being born. I like the way you paint the picture from the infant's eyes. I'm new to poetry soup, found your work from another poet that commented on mine. Your name made me curious to read your work, happy it did. Monica

Ravindra K Kapoor August 7, 2010 at 8:21 PM Great imagery although sad and pathetic, but brilliantly composed lines revealing some other wonderful skills of your pen. Great write. And many thank for your very unique and precious comments on Patradoot 26. I am so indebted to all my friends of poetry soup for supporting me to bring on the surface this rare book of my father before the world. Love and best wishes always.......Ravindra.......Poet D

Kabuteng P.Ink K. July 20, 2010 at 10:55 AM soupmail-- :( ??????

Dark Angel July 17, 2010 at 3:08 PM Wow!!! Amazing poem! :] luv dark angel

Rachel W July 16, 2010 at 6:26 PM Very dark and thought provoking.

Heather Hill July 14, 2010 at 1:37 PM I like the dark feeling I get when I read this one, What can I say I like morbid things and this poem of yours is one of them :) very good write though just the same! U rock!

Matt T. Love July 14, 2010 at 12:49 PM Well writen. i enjoy reading every one's work. It helps me improve. I never shared anything I've written, nor have I read anyone else's work. I guess this is probably the only way to improve... My biggest problem I see is that there are so many styles of poetry and I'm not familiar with any of them. Thanks for your interest. I guess I've got my work cut out. Matt T. Love

Rinki Nandy July 13, 2010 at 11:41 AM realistic n blunt, enjoyed reading entirely....thought provoking...n thanks much for your encouraging remarkson smiley...GOd bless.

Phil Boy July 12, 2010 at 6:52 PM wow MA,awesome ! J.C.

James King July 12, 2010 at 11:43 AM LOVE IT

Adrian Torbenson July 12, 2010 at 9:07 AM hey thanks for ur comment... this poem is a real powerful one good writtin

Sarah Hales July 12, 2010 at 5:29 AM wowow poweful write xxx sarah x

Carrie Richards July 11, 2010 at 8:27 AM Wow....I almost missed catching this....after almost everyone on the Soup had read it!! It's an eye opener....and yes....we have all been there!!....not knowing what we had gotten ourselves into!! Clever poem! ~ Carrie!

Timothy Brumley July 11, 2010 at 5:57 AM Surely life can't be that bad! It's all a matter of perspective, "And Satan looked around in Hell and said, 'How awful good Hell is!'" This life can be Heaven or Hell depending on what you make of it. I hope you find your heaven if you haven't already.

Jessica Arteaga July 10, 2010 at 12:13 AM o boy thats...well thats crazy o.0, i gotta admit i was confused but i understand the birth entry to hell, great poem FTW! lol

Gerard Keogh Jr. July 9, 2010 at 9:08 PM P.D. a B. I like Limbo womb, that is a striking phrase. I hope this wasn't an actual delivery because if it was, it's Rosemary's baby part 2. Regards, Gerard and thank you!

Jesu Johnson July 8, 2010 at 7:43 PM I hear what ya saying P.D...... very powerfully written!!!!!!

David Byrne July 8, 2010 at 7:30 PM uuuuuuuuuugh, not sure what to make of this but it's interesting!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 8, 2010 at 3:46 PM Hello my P.D. BFF .. well I am now joining the ranks and have officially changed my name on P.S. to the one I sign all the time.. am leaving the islands tomorrow for a 17 hour plane ride home with my LUV and am anxious to see my family and my pets..oh I miss my babies so much.. see u soon..my BFF .. your BFF with luv..always.. "Sweetheart"

Daver Austin July 8, 2010 at 7:23 AM That brimstone. Giving birth is hell. I can remember my wife's screaming. This was 57 years ago. She never had another one. Maybe it was just as well. Love, daver

Susan Mills July 8, 2010 at 4:16 AM a wrenchingly good poem. I especially like the last line. love, Susan

Caroline Cécile Delacroix July 7, 2010 at 10:33 PM Dramatic indeed and so very sad. Well written poem. Thanks for sharing and thank you for your kind comments on mine today. Caroline.

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