At the Gates of Hell

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At the Gates of Hell

At the Gates of Hell

 

 

Knocking on the Devil’s door

waiting to collect your due

for delivering so many souls

 

standing there proudly smiling,

seduced by the surrounding

stench of endless death

 

knocking harder to be heard

for the Devil gave his word that

absolute power would be yours

 

while the hours slowly pass

the darkness grows,

shadows of lost souls swoop down

 

fear first comes to you

when these shadows of sorrow

start to gleefully taunt you

 

they whisper your name over

and over, thanking you for your

countless causalities of war

 

soon their whispers turn to laughter,

loud and mean, as you feel

their hot breath upon your neck

 

you begin to bang upon his door

hoping and praying

to be freed from this horror

 

your blood stains the giant door

as you crumble to the hard, dirt floor

weeping like a mother of a dead soldier

 

you huddle in a fetal position

with these shadows dancing above you,

they begin to jab and poke at you



then the door slowly opens wide and    

the snarling dogs of death drag you in,

the door slams hard behind you
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ta commented on At the Gates of Hell

02-11-2010

It sounds like you're talking about being a victim of false promises and lies. Seems we all fall into that trap. Well-written and a good read. I found it less dark than and accurate accounting of what can go on in life. I don't know if that's what you intended but that's how I read it.

knight4696 commented on At the Gates of Hell

02-04-2010

Wow Charles! Very dark write indeed. This can be interpreted in different ways .. First read it literally .. Some poor soul - promised greatness by the great deceiver who ends up being hamburg for the Hounds of Hell ... 2nd read - I had a picture of Hitler - feeding the souls to the Gas Chambers - in either case ... A deadly dark write for sure! I Like it when you make me think! :) Ken

Teardrops commented on At the Gates of Hell

02-04-2010

you make me shiver with thoughts of death you are not anywhere near it but you write as if you have touched it Marie

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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