ShadowsCool
05-01-2012, 08:10 PM
Heavenly Made
~
Cobalt blue sunshine,
The colors of the divine;
Amid a golden pedestal
Two angelic figures emerge,
Waving a declarative wand
Into the abodes of heaven,
Beseeching the power of the divine
To make her luring as can be.
And they betokened her with love,
And put daises upon her eyes;
Merging lips with sugarplum,
As pastel butterflies
Flew buoyant through her hair.
And from the castles of heaven
She came down harlequin stairs,
And nothing else arrayed
As lovely, nor as fair!
~
A Place Called Hell
Endless twitching spirits, billions of cubits long, by billions of cubits high;
And the bottom is an endless pit;
There lies the devil with breath of fire,
In agony from the burning torches, blowing on him every minute.
Flames from the walls, harrowed screams of horror;
Sand stuck on a spirits tongue agonizing for water.
Oh what torment lie inside of here
In a forsaken part of space.
There's no getting out, no keys to unlock the dungeons doors,
Just wails and screams pleading to get free of the fiery chains.
There is no sleep, no getting away from the predicament
As morbid souls watch a clock on a wall; that ticks endless to an unnumbered time.
This is the place man didn't believe in,
A place far from the imagination,
A place condemend spirits call home for the duration of eternity,
Tormented with wild suffering.
~
Cobalt blue sunshine,
The colors of the divine;
Amid a golden pedestal
Two angelic figures emerge,
Waving a declarative wand
Into the abodes of heaven,
Beseeching the power of the divine
To make her luring as can be.
And they betokened her with love,
And put daises upon her eyes;
Merging lips with sugarplum,
As pastel butterflies
Flew buoyant through her hair.
And from the castles of heaven
She came down harlequin stairs,
And nothing else arrayed
As lovely, nor as fair!
~
A Place Called Hell
Endless twitching spirits, billions of cubits long, by billions of cubits high;
And the bottom is an endless pit;
There lies the devil with breath of fire,
In agony from the burning torches, blowing on him every minute.
Flames from the walls, harrowed screams of horror;
Sand stuck on a spirits tongue agonizing for water.
Oh what torment lie inside of here
In a forsaken part of space.
There's no getting out, no keys to unlock the dungeons doors,
Just wails and screams pleading to get free of the fiery chains.
There is no sleep, no getting away from the predicament
As morbid souls watch a clock on a wall; that ticks endless to an unnumbered time.
This is the place man didn't believe in,
A place far from the imagination,
A place condemend spirits call home for the duration of eternity,
Tormented with wild suffering.