My Hell on Earth.
Written By Pino-X
Pleasantries, ahead of games
taunting the hunter to create,
with wishes to burning souls.
My hell on earth…
well spoken of, with character undefined.
Not the pain but pleasures we created.
My hell the sweetness,
smells like penapple and apples
taste like sweetened vanilla in ice cream,
hurts like ice on tooth and
satisfies like wisdom of Solomon.
My hell on Earth….
the attraction of art
with sound of flickering candlelight,
the minds of demons on infant,
freedom of free birth to rebirth.
My Hell on earth…..
the cage to light, exposing the light.