Hells Poems

Hells Tree

Hells tree where I hang
A round sack colour black
Inside little black Knots woven along ropes of black
Of all my sins that need paying to clear my rent
All would be paid to clear but prayer is also needed.
I am of age to face my debt.
With a glimmer of hope.

High Hells

Drag along the prophet?
Oracle, break the grip.
Tools of iron and Tophet!
Let the heavens rip!

Flippered horrors on the crawl?
Subterranean tour.
High hells? Hand in overhaul.
Liquid has its lure.

Dour the towers in late spring?
Rim of crater wide.
Drench the world, O undying!
Ocean, loose thy tide!

Grim the gambrel gangrel?
Volcano, downward run.
Belladonna, bell and spell!
Young and yellow dun.

Coals a-glow, infernal life?
Dance

Two Hells

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, no avail
However, the more decent hell
Is way too much overprotected
If

The Ghosts and the Truth

finally die
because how can man want
to exist in so many hells
those he encounters
and more that he creates in fantasy.

leave everything to our ghosts
if this world is only a quick illusion
a silly dream that crumbles in the sun
the happier they will be
flying over the skies free of us.

Ignorantly Propagated To Hells Gate

Violence 
Money
*********** 
Proliferated by vain and vapid artistry 
Break and take the young of our society
 
She says to them 
Our stolen water is sweet 
And you'll find the secret bread a delectable treat 
So why don't you come into our palace and eat 

Stepping into the opulent hall
He unknowingly falls into the depths of

Hells Kitchen Devil

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 puddles
Leaving behind base like ripples
I slightly hear a sweet voice

Hells Bells

Her behaviour is nothing but heinous, 
sarah ain’t evil she’s brainless, 
you wanna feel the way her mind does think,
to prevent spillage takes the ice out her drink, 
she had friends rent out a room 
to stage a fake official leaving due, 
and I know her friend has come back around 
because suddenly she’s not

Hells Gates

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

- -Hells Door Heavens Space God Grace- -

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 grace


3/26/19

When You Feel Life Is Crap, Has Too Many Hells

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 be granted,
you may find life and love both are enchanted.

When

Seven For Chaos and Order-Of Hells and Heavens

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 Hells

My Soul escapes thru damnation drapes, I see the Loving

Wedding Hells

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 the aisle of the church my heart gave a lurch
As,

Hells Inferno

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

Hells' Gate

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 of fate;
I'm getting closer,
Closer to Hells' gate.
As I peer through

Seven Hells of Life

Baby I love you
More than anybody else 
You can turn my life into seven hells 

Baby I need you
More than anybody else
You can turn my life into seven hells 

Baby I want you
More than anybody else
You can turn my life into seven hells 

Baby I miss you
More than anybody else
You can turn my life into

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