Life, Like Hell Poem by Kevin Patrick

Life, Like Hell



Like life, Hell
is a kingdom we share
but experienced in painful isolation
where each one of us watches
as the other drowns alone
in a hell called life


still fear makes us the jailers
of our imprisoned selves
and our lives fill empty chapters
unread and forgotten on dusty bookshelves


file arranged called life, and life like hell

Wednesday, September 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nightfall,thought
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 12 September 2020

This frustration we all experience these days. No no one comes to our rescue as everyone is in self isolation when we drown in the sea of life. Our SOS message goes unattended. We languish in fear and stay confined in the prison of our own making. Life gathers so much of dust- unused and unattended like the books fated to rot and wither away in the moldy unopened book shelves! Very poignant!

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Leeann Azzopardi 03 September 2020

Bravo, Kevin! Yr thoughts I understand for I feel yr pain also

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