Hell

Deep in the world, he hides,

burning souls that are alive.

Down in the earth, no way out,

there is no death, living doubt.

The cries of the lost, are spurred,

from above, we should of heard.

Saving them, from their hell,

the words of the lord, to dwell.

Keep us from this, lord i pray,

forgiving all, showing the way.

faithfree verse

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Poet Destroyer A

January 24, 2012 at 5:07 PM

John,,, hello... and from hell he became trapped.... lol... stopping by say hi... and about this poem. It was an adventure reading.. only because i feel more should be added ,, i mean that in a good way... I was like.wow! wow! and your ending left me hanging,,, really miss you around here. It was nice meeting you... hope you sort the moving out. And all of the around... always,..p.d.

Andrea Dietrich

January 3, 2012 at 11:02 PM

I think very soon I will have read all your poetry, so I am stopping here and you are my last comment right after 11 p.m. Been burning the midnight oil too often these days. Gotta get to BED. haha. (after I post something) Goodnight! andrea

Andrea Dietrich

January 3, 2012 at 11:02 PM

oh, and this poem was great, btw.

Lisa Cooper

December 19, 2011 at 5:06 PM

wow this has a way of reaching out and grabbing the reader by the throat. love this great pen.

Poet Destroyer A

June 11, 2011 at 9:44 PM

very strong john, and true.. and praying for all will help with the way. Enjoyed,..p.d.

Jslambert Mister Roboto

May 28, 2011 at 4:11 AM

Tell It Brothuh! NICE work!

Red Fiery

May 15, 2011 at 4:41 PM

I completely agree with AnnE....a very talented poet that you are....i really feel proud to call you my friend...Are u there?

Anne Rutherford

May 14, 2011 at 4:17 PM

My dear John you have a gift that not many of us have, this is good enough to be read in church. Your friend. Anne

Sarah Seraphin

May 9, 2011 at 9:04 PM

* “Well * Dear John * If You Hold Beautiful Linda Marie * Amid Your Blessed Com Boxes Then * Yesss * Blessed Indeed” * i love the caring and compassionate heart i find * reflecting from this * “Looking Glass Poe” * something light and something “Bright” * hugs and kisses * kisses and hugs * sarah

Matt Hunt

May 9, 2011 at 8:30 PM

So true, and unfortunate that people can't accept the mercy given to them until it's too late. Great work on this powerful subject. R.M.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

May 9, 2011 at 4:56 PM

Powerful piece John and poignantly stated luv.. Hell is very real and unsaved people are playing with danger the longer they stay away from Christ... awesome ... thankxx for enjoying our first date luv..haha..