Hell -- A Density of Echoes

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Contact Forum Admin ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 20:08:00 12/17/01 Mon
Author: AGS
Subject: Hell

The room did not look large
but warm, with walls
of cleanest marble,
as if lashed and scrubbed by smokes;

souls sitting nearly
huddled, bugged eyed, glancing
nervously - looking at me,
sightlessly, as I entered
this main meeting place
of Hell Eternal

So worn out where they,
apparent unable
to speak, perhaps
unwilling, as I walked in -
a newcomer to the party

Noticing soft murmurs
and moans, coming up,
as if, in
an �arising�, the brew
of fires felt,
near, soft, constant,
but a regularity of -
constancy, defining events,
as hooded masked figures
entered: so long, so slender
so reminiscent of Darth Vader
cartoons I had only laughed at
while alive, now
alive to round us �
for burning

We scooted along,
as if
not human
down long winded corridors;
screams plainly heard in
the distance, and that -
without ending; behind walls,
tortures
a billion times plainer
than any bad trip
to a dentist office �

As fumes lifted
uncleanliness;
stench, so crisp �
around, to the great
chamber of burnings;

ash began to air
then, I saw
so plainly

A room: souls
seeking to climb walls,
no one
with hair, but clumps
in knots roaming floors;
some fingernails, the heats
unbearable; getting hotter,
and all doors locked,
with marble slabs:
sounds echoing, echoing echoing,
and they not good;
folks wondering
everywhere: homing pigeons unable
to get bearings

As the whole area filled
with fire, it of greens
purples; seeming seeking
us; as some divine call,
and then came our
sudden cries of reds

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Replies:

Re: Hell -- Danielle, 20:39:26 12/17/01 Mon
- Re: Hell -- AGS, 20:52:27 12/17/01 Mon