Traveller

I've been to Hell and back again.

No brimstone fires, no icy spikes.

Only me, myself and I in endless agony.

 

I've been to Hell and back again.

No devils, no fallen angels.

Only you, memory and never ending sorrow.

 

I've been to Hell and back again.

No screaming, no singing.

Only body, soul and broken heart.

 

I went to Hell and I came back and now I've lost my way.

No signs to guide me, no maps to follow.

Only land and sea and empty sky.

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Again I can't fathom you being so subjugated by any man!

[Yheela]

Actually, this is a poem written after seeing a movie - Valhalla Rising.
Not very romantic. XD

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Tghe power of words to enlighten and confuse!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

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Wow, there is incredible imagery in this poem. I love the last stanza a lot. Great job :)

[Yheela]

Thank you very much. ^_^

[Luke Ritta]

really like this poem....fantastic work!

[Yheela]

Thank you ever so much!

[zainul]

Using the same sentence thrice takes me in a mystic state.
I felt myself as a bystander while the poetess uttered her sad experiece.
Well done.
Congratulations!!!

[Yheela]

Thank you, it's a well tested approach to repeat the same line and I feel it gives the right feeling to this poem.

[zainul]

You are always welcome.
Yes,I agree with you.
I really enjoyed your poem.

[Dr. Wood ?]

sad...you lost someone....just putting it down on paper is a positive step...This was a very good poem that did not pretend to be anything other than what it was

[Yheela]

Yes, writing about feelings help a lot.