Heaven's Hell

Sat, 07/04/2015 - 01:40 -- Loi-Boy
I'm a young man
in the middle of the ocean,
having a one nIght stand 
with my unimportant notions. 
Tonight is captain's dinner
and I've suited quite well,
others too; out and inner.
I suspense it's heaven's hell. 
Ladies in jewels; men in metals,
they make the nights eery, 
not ghouls nor devils.
Malicious talk, to me, evidently
hides amongst the voices. 
Like a snake in the jungle; 
waiting for a victim to poison. 
I do not think twice 
to admire the well-lit sky. 
Souls or stars? God or Why?
Humanity's indifference
is the wise-man's cry. 


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741