Hellfires Poems - Poems about Hellfires

...L i f e I sense your perplexed pulse within pirouetting pearls, steeped in sinister streaks, while fading sparks of dulcet stars swing from threads of darkness on the verge of vertigo, living......

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...Once upon a silent summer eve, as fine vermilion lines, between bleeding moonlight, swiftly sailed across my darkness and I, sakura springs sang dulcet melodies of a deathless d......

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...Somethings are best said through blank scriptures in sheer silence, but pulling the violin strings of a poet strumming to personify pain, with tempests of torment rushing through thin ......

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...At day I fight the warriors fight. Because my heart is made of light, Comes the dread of mine own blight- Demons dark as blackest night. Except that oh, they do forget Falling Angels, a-many, I ......

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...At the end of the day There is no one to blame No one at fault Timing and I are my worst enemy Disguised as my own fears and discomforts Taking different shapes and figures The Dementor Takin......

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...It’s the fourth - fireworks; the fizzle of stars. The colorful display of power of the people — waving of the red, white and blue; freedom rings, slowly, building to a crescendo to include all......

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...Her mocking salutation in salute. Sudsing down your brains drawingboard in a victoriously ill repute. Nature's pendulum holds you in it's dungeoness pattern of holding, then you go down it's chute.......

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...The more continuous from past through future our ego-stretching identity becomes, the more god/dess-humane omnipotent emerges our original polypathic multicultural intent and future climate health......

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...A hole in the head shooting pain trembles nightshades coldly down the spine a soul lost in the land of the living carried away in darkness flying inside dark clouds holding just a dream Distan......

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...Snaking through the embers of life, Dwindling but evolving, Dying yet growing, Slithering past killers Masquerading as givers, Do gooders doing harm. Selective blindness of us all, Material ......

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...My mind's disturbed fading crumbling into abyss a selfmade purgatory hellfires burn in my soul as my inner child bleeds a pus like substance what to do someone tell me I need saving from myse......

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