yeah...Ican get carried away sometimes.
a gate so beautiful but do I dare explore?
The answer is yes,
and everything,
every worry vanishes in my every step.
when walking through these gates,
I see a transformation of the beauty I thought would have been there.
Everything turns black and then red,
'SWOOSH'
I feel a breeze from above,
I look up.
A hellish creature aiming for a meal.
the beak ten feet long,
and a wingspan too long to tell,
eyes red as blood and slitted.
The gates I thought were heavenly,
the gates have been a trick,
a trick from the demon that conquers all,
that demon they call SATAN has lured me in,
in to the place where torture never ends and the dead die twice.
David Lomenick
Poetry by David Lomenick
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Written on 2006-11-26 at 04:02
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Dream of Torment (Dream of Hell)
I walk towards the gate,a gate so beautiful but do I dare explore?
The answer is yes,
and everything,
every worry vanishes in my every step.
when walking through these gates,
I see a transformation of the beauty I thought would have been there.
Everything turns black and then red,
'SWOOSH'
I feel a breeze from above,
I look up.
A hellish creature aiming for a meal.
the beak ten feet long,
and a wingspan too long to tell,
eyes red as blood and slitted.
The gates I thought were heavenly,
the gates have been a trick,
a trick from the demon that conquers all,
that demon they call SATAN has lured me in,
in to the place where torture never ends and the dead die twice.
David Lomenick
Poetry by David Lomenick
Read 397 times
Written on 2006-11-26 at 04:02
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