Best Heaven And Hell Poems
. In the depth of despair
I wondered out where
The fog lay in fields of morn
Feeling forsaken and so forlorn
Regretting the day I was born.
And there where I sat
Looking back at
How life had brought me down
Images shattered... without a sound
As they fell in pieces…to the ground
Lost in my mind
I could not find
A reason to carry on
So... there in the fog... of early dawn
I sang…my final swan song
Deeper and deeper and deeper I fell
Into... a bottomless well
Were I ceased to exist
In a feeling of bliss
When the fog... began to lift
Higher and higher and higher…I flew
To the light of the burning fire
Lightly touching…down on the ground
With the light of God... all around
In the midst...of angelic sounds
In the most beautiful meadow…I’d ever seen
Of silver mist and emerald green
It lay before me…like a dream
With the path…where I had been
Evaporating…in a sunbeam
Somewhere between...
Heaven and Hell... on Earth
~~~
Author: Elaine George
Heaven and Hell
Alone and poverty-stricken, she turned a prostitute
There lived close by an old sage on a Heaven-bound quest
Whose mind never forgave the sins of this destitute
But her mind always dwelt on GOD with the sole request
To save her from Hell and to give in HIM her final rest.
Both of them ,in time, died ; to Heaven went the woman
And the sage went to Hell, to the surprise of the two
‘How could this be?’, sage asked ,to get the reply that did stun
‘ True it’s that she sinned, but kept her mind pure and to God glued
For letting your mind dwell on her sins, you got your due’
29th Jul 12
For Kim Morrison's contest
Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
ignored the grasp of time.
So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and battlement,
where roses sprang in every glorious hue,
and other vibrant flowers showed their worth,
as ancient trees spired mightily in view,
and full proclaimed the grandeur of the earth.
Behold the caves where lovers kept their tryst,
close hidden where the mountain swooped and shaded,
well guarded by the shadows and the mist,
a devil's place where dissidents and traitors kissed
in heated passion, and their love degraded.
Within the gloom a roiling and a bursting,
a waterspout came thrusting, thunder blasting,
and spat huge molten rocks like tiny pebbles,
the torrent coursing down, not merely dribbles,
the raging maelstrom flinging high and over,
revealed beneath the streaming sacred river.
She ran through dale and covert full continuous,
a journey never ending, until she reached the sea.
And then was heard a cry, a call to arms,
that neither bliss nor solitude becalms.
Yet music from the edifice and caves
o'ercame the sound of warring and of strife,
reverberations and the crashing of the waves
a mighty symphony in tune with all of life.
the sun-bleached monument regaled in gold,
the savage caves, calamitous and cold.
A dream of perfect grace I once beheld,
a lady with a voice as clear as spring,
a vision of my destiny
she sang of sweet eternity,
such joyful notes didst bring!
Would that I might recover
the beauty of her song,
the passion of a secret lover,
I might labor hard and long
to recreate this sacrament,
its sunny climes, its frozen spa,
a two-edged sword its testament,
a blessing and a curse both spent,
to dwell within that twin entombment,
a two-tongued threat beneath Abora.
For whosoever breaks these grounds,
and recreates conflicting sounds,
has tasted direst dark and Shangri-la!
Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
ignored the grasp of time.
So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and battlement,
where roses sprang in every glorious hue,
and other vibrant flowers showed their worth,
as ancient trees spired mightily in view,
and full proclaimed the grandeur of the earth.
Behold the caves where lovers kept their tryst,
close hidden where the mountain swooped and shaded,
well guarded by the shadows and the mist,
a devil's place where dissidents and traitors kissed
in heated passion, and their love degraded.
Within the gloom a roiling and a bursting,
a waterspout came thrusting, thunder blasting,
and spat huge molten rocks like tiny pebbles,
the torrent coursing down, not merely dribbles,
the raging maelstrom flinging high and over,
revealed beneath the streaming sacred river.
She ran through dale and covert full continuous,
a journey never ending, until she reached the sea.
And then was heard a cry, a call to arms,
that neither bliss nor solitude becalms.
Yet music from the edifice and caves
o'ercame the sound of warring and of strife,
reverberations and the crashing of the waves
a mighty symphony in tune with all of life.
the sun-bleached monument regaled in gold,
the savage caves, calamitous and cold.
A dream of perfect grace I once beheld,
a lady with a voice as clear as spring,
a vision of my destiny
she sang of sweet eternity,
such joyful notes didst bring!
Would that I might recover
the beauty of her song,
the passion of a secret lover,
I might labor hard and long
to recreate this sacrament,
its sunny climes, its frozen spa,
a two-edged sword its testament,
a blessing and a curse both spent,
to dwell within that twin entombment,
a two-tongued threat beneath Abora.
For whosoever breaks these grounds,
and recreates conflicting sounds,
has tasted direst dark and Shangri-la!
You were just a fairy tale
a dream that sometimes felt so real
a secret I kept safely locked away
You were there and I was here
and never would I ever dare
that is until one very crazy day
Then all at once it hit me
like nothing else I've ever known
I have tried to calm this storm
but since then it has grown
and I have tried to tame this beast
but I've been overthrown
and know I'm ready to admit
what I have always known
You're a dream that's oh so real
and I love how you make me feel
and this feels something like a dream come true
I could never stay away from you
Caught between Heaven and Hell
I've been captured by your spell
please show me all the magic you can make
And when my body cries for you
there is nothing I won't do
and what you want to give me I will take
Since this whole thing started
you haven't seen the tears I've cried
but I know you've seen me tremble
and you know how hard I've tried
You've watched me struggle with myself
then try to run and hide
You've watched me come right back again
and swallow all my pride
I've been weak more times than strong
but whether this is right or wrong
you must know the same thing that I do
I could never walk away from you
I don't know where this will go
and I don't really need to know
I just know I need you close to me
You said you'd always be my friend
and I will trust you to the end
but don't forget you are my fantasy
I'm so wrapped up in desire
sometimes it takes my breath away
sometimes it seems so many things
are standing in our way
and sometimes I can't tell you
all the things I need to say
but then you take me in your arms
and everything's okay
With your love I am set free
you know you mean the world to me
and I would go through Hell to be with you
because I am in Heaven when I do
Inspired by John Hecks' Love Is In The Air contest
HEAVEN
glistening peaceful
waterfalls angels souls
darkness lost crying praying
torment foul stench
unforgiving eternal
HELL
Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
ignored the grasp of time.
So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and battlement,
where roses sprang in every glorious hue,
and other vibrant flowers showed their worth,
as ancient trees spired mightily in view,
and full proclaimed the grandeur of the earth.
Behold the caves where lovers kept their tryst,
close hidden where the mountain swooped and shaded,
well guarded by the shadows and the mist,
a devil's place where dissidents and traitors kissed
in heated passion, and their love degraded.
Within the gloom a roiling and a bursting,
a waterspout came thrusting, thunder blasting,
and spat huge molten rocks like tiny pebbles,
the torrent coursing down, not merely dribbles,
the raging maelstrom flinging high and over,
revealed beneath the streaming sacred river.
She ran through dale and covert full continuous,
a journey never ending, until she reached the sea.
And then was heard a cry, a call to arms,
that neither bliss nor solitude becalms.
Yet music from the edifice and caves
o'ercame the sound of warring and of strife,
reverberations and the crashing of the waves
a mighty symphony in tune with all of life.
the sun-bleached monument regaled in gold,
the savage caves, calamitous and cold.
A dream of perfect grace I once did hear,
a lady with a voice as clear as spring,
a vision of my destiny
she sang of sweet eternity,
such joyful notes didst bring!
Would that I might recover
the beauty of her song,
the passion of a secret lover,
I might labour hard and long
to recreate this sacrament,
its sunny climes, its frozen spa,
a two-edged sword its testament,
a blessing and a curse both spent,
to dwell within that twin entombment,
a two-tongued threat beneath Abora.
For whosoever breaks these grounds,
and recreates conflicting sounds,
has tasted direst dark and Shangri-la!
heaven
angelic, glorious,
rejoicing, ascending, lifting
empyrean, blissful, hades, netherworld
condemning, descending, flaming
damned, miserable
hell
Date created: 05/24/2021
Mr Ronnie James Dio
The Sign of the Southern Cross
Black Sabbath Mob Rules
We are " Children Of The Sea " look out
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http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/music.php
Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
withheld the grasp of time.
So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and battlement,
where roses sprang with every glorious hue,
and other vibrant flowers showed their worth,
as ancient trees rose mightily in view,
and full displayed the grandeur of the earth.
Behold the caves where lovers kept their tryst,
close hidden where the mountain swooped and shaded,
well guarded by the shadows and the mist,
a devil's place where dissidents and traitors kissed
in heated passion, though their lust's degraded.
Within the gloom a roiling and a bursting,
a waterspout came thrusting, thunder blasting,
and spat huge molten rocks like tiny pebbles,
the torrent coursing down, not merely dribbles,
the raging maelstrom flinging high and ever,
revealed beneath the streaming sacred river.
She ran through dale and covert full continuous,
a journey never ending, until she reached the sea.
And then was heard a cry, a call to arms!
that neither bliss nor solitude becalms.
Yet the music from the edifice and caves
o'ercame the sound of warring and of strife,
reverberations and the crashing of the waves
a mighty symphony in tune with all of life.
the sun-bleached monument regaled in gold,
the savage caves, calamitous and cold.
A dream of perfect grace I once beheld,
a lady with a voice as clear as spring,
a vision of my destiny,
she sang of sweet eternity,
such joyful notes didst bring!
Would that I might recover
the beauty of her song,
the passion of a secret lover,
I might labor hard and long
to recreate this sacrament,
its sunny climes, its frozen spa,
a two-edged sword its testament,
a blessing and a curse both spent,
to dwell within that twin entombment,
a two-tongued threat beneath Abora?
for whosoever breaks these grounds,
and recreates conflicting sounds,
has tasted direst hell and Shangri-la!
...inspired by 'Kubla Khan' by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
ignored the grasp of time.
So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and battlement,
where roses sprang in every glorious hue,
and other vibrant flowers showed their worth,
as ancient trees spired mightily in view,
and full proclaimed the grandeur of the earth.
Behold the caves where lovers kept their tryst,
close hidden where the mountain swooped and shaded,
well guarded by the shadows and the mist,
a devil's place where dissidents and traitors kissed
in heated passion, and their love degraded.
Within the gloom a roiling and a bursting,
a waterspout came thrusting, thunder blasting,
and spat huge molten rocks like tiny pebbles,
the torrent coursing down, not merely dribbles,
the raging maelstrom flinging high and over,
revealed beneath the streaming sacred river.
She ran through dale and covert full continuous,
a journey never ending, until she reached the sea.
And then was heard a cry, a call to arms,
that neither bliss nor solitude becalms.
Yet music from the edifice and caves
o'ercame the sound of warring and of strife,
reverberations and the crashing of the waves
a mighty symphony in tune with all of life.
the sun-bleached monument regaled in gold,
the savage caves, calamitous and cold.
A dream of perfect grace I once beheld,
a lady with a voice as clear as spring,
a vision of my destiny
she sang of sweet eternity,
such joyful notes didst bring!
Would that I might recover
the beauty of her song,
the passion of a secret lover,
I might labour hard and long
to recreate this sacrament,
its sunny climes, its frozen spa,
a two-edged sword its testament,
a blessing and a curse both spent,
to dwell within that twin entombment,
a two-tongued threat beneath Abora.
For whosoever breaks these grounds,
and recreates conflicting sounds,
has tasted direst dark and Shangri-la!
The fabric was already woven,
fine silk
the essence.
On the way out I looked
for a door,
found silk,
a cocoon.
Then I heard a key
turning in a lock
and looked.
There beneath a fire breath
an alarm was screaming.
Demons were pleading,
Let me out!
I looked again
and angels reposed
singing very softly.
The lyrics, the words
were kind,
and the instruments
played harmony.
Show them Heaven and Hell…………By Peter Onyancha
If I met the devil
For just one moment
I would thank him
For staying in hell
All his erstwhile
Then I will ask him, in his kink
To leave his dwelling for once
And visit my history stutter
Show him the Hell
And point to Heaven
At the eleventh hour.
If I met the good Lord
For just one moment
I would thank Him
For watching hell
All his hallowed while
Then I will ask him, in his name
To leave the trinity for once
And visit my history student
Show him where you dwell
And tell him there’s hell, too
Life has no guarantees
Death is no different
Heaven is not up
Hell is not down
They are both achievable on Earth.
Verily, an evil man can live a heavenly life
As a good man can live in hell
Paradise is a state of mind.
Where everything falls into place
And there is peace and tranquility
Do not waste your love on a deity
Made up by men of the past
Give your heart to a human
Pour your soul into theirs
Become one
Face your future's together
Do not speed your way through this wonderful gift
Rushing towards the promise of
Redemption
And paradise
For nothing is guaranteed in life
And death is no different
Heaven,
gentle, peaceful,
stunning, amazing, believing.
Up,above,down, below,
denying, lying, hurting.
Sin, blaze,
hell