Hell Poem by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

Have you ever felt in your very being
Where your heart is dragged as if you're falling
All the unsure occupied your feeling
And you can never identify it to anything

This another end of one's true fate
What has been sown on the ground for wheat
One will face the final harvest
Be it fruits or weeds in the basket

It could be a state where anxiety sucks
Where the entire environment mocks
No promise of any pain trap
Only a glimpse of despairs to be unwrapped

A deep water and tasteless sea
Could partly describe its inescapable agony
To drown in the dark water of fearful ecstasy
Or more than these one can always say

Ah, it is a world of purely shame
Where one can never leave his face open
As if he is truly and heavily laden
Nothing can't stop him from laze or hiding

Worst would be, it is a shame with pain
Where his very self is only to blame
To think of the past he can never change
Worst, he wasted all the chances given to him

It is a time of throbbing regret
Where sorrow and twinge has no relief
There is only a torture of anguish and grief
Sour and bitterness is the lasting taste.