In Infernal Tempest Comments
In the deep infernal pit, Dante quails,
His flesh conflagrates, his brain ebbs and trails,
Melting through his nostrils, the agony reigns,
His heart cries out in dire, despairing strains.
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Sins? There is no sin that do not come back at you with vengeance. " Dante regrets his sins, his heart aching and fraught, In the inferno, his spirit is forever caught"… incisive write, burning with pain…
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12/27/2025 9:57:03 AM # 1.0.0
Well articulated insightful poem.