Snap, crackle, pop out of Hell they'll try to hop they'll be sorry for the evil they do fiery justice will roast them clear through when their lives here are dead they will pay through the tunnel of death hope will decay visions of what their evil actions cause will flow in their ghostly minds like nightmare claws then when they reach Hell they will writhe in torturing flames agony will eat their lost souls as cursed become their names who they'll become is victims because victims they bloomed in the pits of Hell within a dead life forever entombed
People: never let evil bloom from within your souls never play unjust vicious ruining roles if only everyone were just and did no wrongs the world would be free of tears from those who sing dark songs these ruiners don't believe or care that one day they'll feel flames sting they'll be sorry when Hell's torturing fire eternally clings out of the tormenting flames of Hell life ruiners will try to hop but screams will eternally erupt as they snap, crackle, and pop.
I like the way your wrote this story. Gave me a wild vision with the powerful description.
"People: never let evil bloom from within your souls
never play unjust vicious ruining roles"
Wise wisdom in this poem. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
I like the way your wrote this story. Gave me a wild vision with the powerful description.
"People: never let evil bloom from within your souls
never play unjust vicious ruining roles"
Wise wisdom in this poem. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
I've been writing since 1984.
I write poems, stories, lyrics & string haikus in a variety of genres: Horror, Nature, Inspirational, Comedy, Sexual, etc... Variety is what you will find here.
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