Dedication poem to Poetic Advisor:
"Corrupt" thankyou for the lessons you teach.
Dark writer, I hope you enjoy this!
Keeper of Hells Gate
Probes, disposes, dispenses
He looms AFIRE, Singes, Blazes.
Decides your fate, whether to
Burst open hell's gate,
lurking
ravenous dark demons await.
You wish to live bound,
Entwined n' twisted,
Alone and Stark?
I m m o r t a l ?
I am the Keeper of Hell’s Gate.
A test you must pass,
To fearlessy write.
Confront your rotting putrid flesh eating denials?
Convince me this, pass my test.
Fail……FACE my Wrath!
Extending his sword, a jagged spine of another,
A skull his handle carved n worn.
I struggle to find breath,
“I have come to Exchange my life for another.”
Stench of smoke glooms the room,
A piercing scream, sounds of ripping flesh,
Surround to devour me now.
He approaches.. one step closer, piercing deep, scouring my soul.
Blinding my vision, peering directly inside my eyes.
Inhales my spirit scent,
clenched teeth tasting my bleeding beliefs.
His eyes fill with flickering flames,
steaming heat ...Blistering my face.
I desperately hold in my cry.
Standing still, in traumatized shock,
Awaiting his decision now.
"Filth n abandon is their pride."
For all who dwell Inside.
A living voice flooding your brains, consuming & twisting your veins.
Lost in fantasies, serial killers of unconscious cubicles.
Their only delight, feasting upon each pain n burn delivered.
I stand firm, uncontrollabley… I am shivering.
The echoed explosion, a roar, fills the room..
I fall upon the floor, Hideous laughter, Melting heat eminates, surrounds.
I hear, “Hell’s Gates Wont’ Open for you This Day!”
This hell you wear?
YOU must stare in the face,
it's only illusion...your despair.
Fearless you are not!
Closing my eyes tight,
I wait to... die .......….
grieving the choices I made.
“Death has no interest or fondness for you.”
BE GONE…LEAVE THIS PLACE NOW!
A hand, strong n smooth, muscular feel too…
Allows me to stand,
TRANSFORMED...he stands boldly before me.
This Keeper of Hell’s gate flaming fire... slowly..... fades
replaced by Arc bending light, ominious glowing transparent hues of bold light.
Dizzy, I walk away, I see words upon my Poetic Screen say,
"Write anew"
Duel the challenges you face each day.
Do not seek to feed SHAME.
Give up your controlling ways.
Stop reacting- re-acting this pain.
Activate, Cultivate not exchange your life for another.
Learn this?
And You Both will Live.
Keeper of Hell's Gate returns to his designated place.
Approach if you dare,
he will be waiting there to decide your fate.
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