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Sheol Poems - Poems about Sheol


The Last Words of the Seeker in Sheol
(A tired voice whispers) I think I was put under love's enchanted spell When I first met that wondrous heart That to me Quietly yelled For I've walked so many hard miles in this black sand and yellow sea Acid rain and pale snow As far as my tired eyes could see Wandered to low places Where the Good Don't go Seen...

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Categories: sheol, grief,
Form: Rhyme
Dasein
Dragged down by her own arms and eyes, to the surrounding sheol of the they Authentic life gets buried in the dirt of averageness, as the world’s prey She is a being in the world, whose only true life is resoluteness Especially since she falls into dedistancing, reaching averageness In the vulgar tomb, psychology...

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Categories: sheol, death, deep, identity, philosophy,
Form: Acrostic



Premium Member Trip To Sheol
More awake than ever before In a Universe of Darkness! The cold grips me to my core, But without a body, shiverless. No heavenly bodies or light, Only layers of blackened fog. Then a figure appeares to the right, And moving, disturbs the bog. I am disturbed! But who am I? I don't even know my name! Who put me in this frigid sty? And why...

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Categories: sheol, faith, fear, god,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Sheol
Dark Knight-tress Underneath This gown I feel nothing Silk less feelings The odor of intimate apparel lessens Vanity fare from any sun Warrior of beauty Where have you gone? A fortress of gloom Not even death wants in Black nail tips Brownish plum lips I close my eyes I see them all The Shadows Climbing over my soul The darken deepens The stars dim my view Irremovable makeup Land...

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Categories: sheol, abuse, dark, evil, fantasy,
Form: Dramatic Verse
In Sheol
Lover Yes the love you evoke The heart you wove Spirit you broke Shadow am I Go to the Witch of Endor In Sheol my soul yes my love darkness unfolds In Sheol one weepeth dust wind blows cold Feeling is lost struggle to breathe seas are tossed Was I dead my lover? yes I believe so the shroud my cover You arose from death shined love on me I am resurrected was blind now I...

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Categories: sheol, dark, desire, lost, love,
Form: Free verse



The Spirits of Sheol
Risen from times tomb these colours in her eyes.. An autumnal equinox their love, of which she finds ? Pan the forest a paragon paradigms; as such splendour....

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Categories: sheol, angel, art, autumn,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things