In Celebration Of Hell Poem by Sabidin Ibrahim

In Celebration Of Hell



With the wheel of fire
I'm roaming around the garden of hell.
I'm testing the cruel pleasures of beauteous hell.
Pleasures of pains is payable in short price.
Purple, grievous guards of hell
are giving me gruesome blow
with their hottest hammer
with love.

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