Hell Is Here Poem by allan macli borges
Hell Is Here
An airplane lands
In the house of the brave
Hope increases in the heart of the prey
But the hunter was unleashed again
There’s no god above for whom to pray
And their voices shall be listening tonight
As they cry for the dead and to live they claim
Hell is here someone said into the crowd
There’s no place to hide, no way back or out
They’re on the page, now and forever
No one can try enfolding or even to deny
Their belongs to here, no hope to get out
This sad picture stares at me
Instead being me to watch it
So I feel my heart freeze
As a sword pierces me sharply
People dying alone
People dying along
They cannot wait for none
To earth they belong
Very heart-touching poem, Allan......10/10. Best Wishes Naseer
Very good narration of a painful incident. Great skill you have.
Hell isn't what we want, but it'll come when someones ignite it, unleashing the Arena of Death.A well written poem allan!
A very vivid and touching piece Allen....you have written this well my friend...10++ keep up the good work
the stark reality of life...and its 'isolation' aspect so well penned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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again wonderful ideas and wonderful narration voted10 surya