HELL

NOTE:  Please use descretion when reading, this Writing Piece may be a bit dark, or despairing to some.

 

What do you suppose it is?
Rejection rising from bed
Neglect embracing misled
Loss in darkest sorrow
Handicap dreading tomorrow

A loved ones last goodbye
The reigns of old age tearing a sigh
A carriage of galloping remorse
The weight of a wayward child in discourse

A heart broken from loves impair
Abortion finalised no chance for repair
Betrayal laughing at innocence
Deceit riding truths absence

Poverty feeding on skeletal bodies
Drugs nourishing the addicts remedies
Money buying the soul trading
Pornography violating visiting profanity

War at peace with atrocities
Slaughter alive in violence
Brutality hungry with cruelty
Rape violating purity

Loneliness alone unaided
Single mothers without care, devastated
Betrayal of lifelong vows
Defraud duped, cheating allowed

Facets of hell all these featured
In the vicinity of hell, all life butchered
No light, no love, no escape
Darkest separation intend to rape
Voices to and fro echo in terror
Horror of deep proportion mock, mirror

A lifetime an eternity seemed
Yet hell decided a lifetime unredeemed
Life’s turmoil and pain, now a blink of an eye
Others, warned and beseeched, they tried
Deception deceived me to believe a lie
Party, revelry, carousing, insured
Played I was in hells mocking allure

Now reserved a heated, dark, abode
No care, no feelings, just loathing in forebode
No room to move from tormenting screech
Feeling around standard neech
In life I knew sorrow, pain, loneliness and loss
In hell I am doomed, damned, hopeless tossed

Hell, what do you suppose it is?

Once, somewhere, someone, told me He payed
the cost.

Salwa Samra © 2012 

All rights reserved. Reproduction in whole or part without permission is prohibited. 

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About salwasamra

Salwa is the owner and creator of Poet's Room. Salwa has a passion to have Poetry rise from the ashes of days gone by to modern day reading material. Poet’s Room will offer the reader the opportunity to sit within its room, enjoy of its surroundings through words that will touch any reader. Pick and choose from Salwa's varied assortments. Poet’s Room is welcoming, intriguing, and inspiring. Take a tour, relax, contemplate and enjoy the variety of Poetry. www.salwasamra.com Salwa has authored two books, a Non Fiction book - "Web of Losing Me," and "Poet's Room - Volume I." As a writer of Non-Fiction, Poetry, Creative Writings and Fiction, Salwa extends herself in many writing projects. Salwa has contributed a short story - Dreams Didgeridoo - to an Australian Anthology. Salwa is currently working on her third book - Colour Me In - a fiction story of a young lady and her forceful culture. Salwa's Lebanese culture is deep-seated in poetry and philosophy, her writings are influenced by her historic culture. Throughout Salwa's growing years her father habitually recited Arabic Poetry. Though Salwa couldn't understand most of the poetic words because they were in classic Arabic it truly did have an impact on her and her writings. The richness of the words, the depths of affluence on Salwa's cultural history, traditions, and customs, has truly reigned in Salwa to follow through in her poetic writings. Salwa commit's herself to continue in this depth from her culture, and its richness of philosophy and poetry. Her desire is to encourage the reader to think beyond what is written, to contemplate life's experiences, to long to be intrigued, and inspired, thus, Salwa finds herself writing about topics that reflect nature, emotions, sentiment, and experiences of the human body, mind, and spirit, consequently, reaching further into the culture that built in Salwa the love for poetry, the passion for writing. Salwa's Christian faith is another integral facet of her writings, being the cornerstone of her inspirations. Her study in Theology and Creation has influenced Salwa to share with her readers the beauty, diversity and challenges the world has to offer.
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2 Responses to HELL

  1. Salwasamra, this is such a moving post to me, you are a talented and creative writer! Hell is truly many different things to the beholder, and whatever we percieve is our hell at any particualar time can completely wreck our lives, our loves, our families, even our relationships and faith in the Lord! So many things in the world can destory us, but with faith we can rise above its flames! Thanks for your beautiful poem my sister!

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