Best Hells Poems

shrill screams of pain and
terror written on faces
of children running
to nowhere from hell on earth
delivered by winged demons





Written for Andrea Dietrich competition
simply this:top ten tanka
11/03/2015...

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Seven For Chaos And Order-Of Hells & Heavens


With Love abandoned and Demons are handed your serving succulent Soul
Megalomaniacal monstrosities, hideous oddities welcome you to the devils hole
Dreams of destruction for your consumption with sulphuric scorching smells
Blistering blasphemous bondage, you pay homage to the Master of...

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I should have walked away... on our wedding day
Instead of going on parade: our foolish wedding charade
How everyone looked happy, little knowing how crappy
That day was for me, but no-one could see 
That when we walked hand in hand to the sound of that band
Down...

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Illicit explicit; sexual attraction
Excited ignited; creating breath contractions
Inquiring inspiring; conceptual abstractions
Revising devising; negative reactions
      Growing flowing; concoctions to beguile
      Evasive persuasive; march in single file
      Conformity repeatedly; strewn about the...

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When You Feel Life Is Crap, Has Too Many Hells

When you are walking through each day's hard travails
you feel life is crap, has far too many Hells,
try to see reality as that dark force,
that from insanity gives mind a divorce;
With such knowledge larger shield may...

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Cuts my wrists to make me bleed;
Take this life away from me.
Eyes stitched wide open,
I'm forced to see,
See what this world has come to be.
I don't want to live,
But it's impossible to die,
I can never blink,
Therefore I always cry.
I'm nearing that side now,
Nearing that side...

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Gates of hell flew open today
Now war and terror is here to stay





Picture Chosen Number 8.

Written 28th April 2019

For Crystal Clear Poetry Contest.

Sponsored by Joseph May...

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We dwell among wicked and of the seven paths to hell.
Not among the righteous, nor the path that angels fell. 

Hells Wings are shrouded,
And dark within this cast.
Crimson bone tipped, touching,
Wrapped tightly around my Heart.
For every breath that I have taken,
And every breath that I...

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Like the Appalaician mountains
that span high into the sky.
I don't want to do these dishes,
none of them are mine.

Baking sheets,
frying pans,
infinite cups and bowls.
Caked on meat,
wrinkled hands,
A clean kitchen is my goal.......


Jared Pickett
1/22/2010
Asavvy1...

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Night so peaceful,calm specks of light
burn as stars.taken for granted such beauty
love is made under these skys,murder is made
blood falling through city sewers under this same sky

i walk the streets most times wishing one of hells
precious monsters take my life so savage this night
sucking my...

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One day from this hell I’ll escape
To the hell of the lesser disgrace
I’m fed up with the country of apes
Imitating they are human race
Their antics are no more a fun
How the apes idolize alpha male
Is painful to watch, so I’ll run
There’s no reason to stay,...

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It was a cold dark night, with a hint of rain in the air
The sparkles of light, carried by running drops from everywhere
Looking like a city within a park
A stunning sight in the dark
A slight breeze 
whispers through the trees
As I walk slightly splashing the...

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To live, to bleed that drop of blood;
To die and wake up at hell’s door;
Something within my soul quakes, reaping the salvation, heaven’s sake;

…before the cord is severed tied;
I whom sinner must repent before I die
I shall resonate repentive-state  hell's door heavens space God's...

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Hells Angel
We talked a bit like two similar beings for eye was drunk
and justifying it badly he was not unkind to me if not fully truthful it is just their way 
he had his identification card and pulled it from his wallet as eye gave...

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Crimson diamonds are amassed,
When she causes my wrist to bleed,
And overflow on her dusk bed.

Overflow and evermore,
Overflowing like a violet dress,
On her silken skin, on her fractured skin,
Paled beyond death’s likeness

Can you place these ragged puzzles,
Pieces of hers together,
And form the picture that 
Wait beneath...

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