Poem -
curtains closed.
Hell can be many things
And you can have yours
Mine is brighter
I have thought to bring flowers
And chocolates and wine
Though invited no guests
To my table to dine
Hell can be many things
you can have yours
To be sure I've ambled
All versions of course
Tempestuous Street is
The vision beyond
lives full of sunlight
and alien feet
But I have my devils
my horns and a flame
Desires to never step
In yours again
curtains closed.
M ~
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You brought the dark alive in the most beautiful effective poem, as always dear Marion, I felt every last emotional detail 🌹
Thanks so much lovely friend x
This is a hell of a poem about Hell. But I know that it's a sad one for you, Marion. As you say...Curtains closed! I say no more.
P.S. Good to have you back, we missed you here. A big Hug, B
Ah thankyou lovely B x
Hello Marion...
What happens when it's caused by someone else?
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
S x
Hi S...thanks so much for your thoughts love x
Hell can be found on earth. I find few examples of heaven.
Wonderful expressions
I'm always on your wavelength John... me neither x thankyou
Oh...what a wonderful poem this is! It's true, we all have our own hell (if that's what you want to call it). We all have our own demons to slay — or live with. A dark poem that accepts the darkness.
Your work, as always, is outstanding. Hugs dear friend xx
You are too kind...but I've told you this before...keep it coming lol!!! You know those days when the door stays locked and the curtains stay closed...thankyou T...hugs xx
Oh, I do know those days. They're actually quite snug xx
Yes and the aliens stay outside the curtains...not inside lol xx
Yes...everyone and everything stays outside!