Hell Heaven Poems

If being pretty were a crime, you’d already be behind the bars
Because angels look at their reflection and wish they had your smile
And I’m not...

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Hell’s fire does not now exist
for those who die apart from Christ.
The wicked dead are food for worms
As are the bodies of dead saints.

But death...

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 The Spirit of kindness,hope,love,concern,empathy,wisdom,perservence,,and many more of the same kind helps us to live for eternity in "Heaven or in Hell"! These are "The...

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I know her well, and she knows me too well,
the way we two talk, the whole town can tell,
ten years wed, fire she spits,
drives me...

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Author  Dana Redricks 
June 28, 2025

Heaven and hell is real—  
not just a tale or a preacher’s zeal. Beyond the veil of flesh...

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I sit and wonder in my backyard
About you at the graveyard
I'm always waiting for that phone call from you
But it just takes me back from...

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Psalms 35:5
“Let them be as chaff before the wind: and let the angel of the LORD chase them.”


You may be nice

You may be kind
You may...

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A paradise of perpetual peace...
there's no struggle, there's no sleaze,
there's no murky sky to spread malice. 
glaciers and rivers of honey embellish. 
crystal chandeliers, all...

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if life is a lucid dream
a matrix in which we’re caged
in destiny as it flows
perhaps everything is staged

concepts of heaven and hell
seem tools designed to...

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He taught me how to wield
the weapon made of words—
a blade that kills,
now saving lives,
like it once saved mine.

My own work
pulled me back from the...

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We’ve changed, so much
have we lost that soft touch?
when the wind blows through the leaves
do we hear the music, as she grieves?

We’ve changed, it happened...

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Burned my wings on a neon sun,

Too bright to love, too fierce to run.

Angels talk like kings of war,

Locked in gold behind white doors.

I wore...

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At first, it was heaven — pure and bright.
Then came the cry, 
A single tear that swelled into a river, 
And from that flood, hell...

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I was digging bulbs of garlic, 
In the field full of hedges, 
I heard the chirping of birds, 
Sitting on the trees around me,
Melodious sound...

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