Hell Poems. Life is Kitesurfing by Vintusu D.T.Art

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DMUic,IYZMedia, progression:Drama&Theatre Arts HellPoems.

Life is Kitesurfing.

“We’re all in the same game, just different levels

Dealing with the same hell, just different devils”

Unknown Author

ByVintusuD.T.Art

Hell Poems list:

Happysad in Hell p 6

Abel blood stain p. 7

Creativity Ignition p 10

Stay Free p. 11

Air p 12

I cant follow you p. 13

Never Die Young - Appeal to broken Hearts p. 15

Demons p 16

Only God can Judge p 17

Bohemian p 19

Rise Right p 20

For Roses from garden Eden p 21

True Love p 23

Going High p 24

Stay Alive p. 25

Life is Kitesurfing p.26

Happysad in Hell

Just stopped praying for this rain, Drank few glasses of my pain, Too much drama came to pot Careful!

Here the story lost the plot

Rising action, conflict, climax

Chaos, troubles, storms again

Little goblet of this hell

Scammers calling with new sell

Give me quickly Modigliani

Portrait with the eyes of Annie

Ave Maria in the air

There are hopes that She repair

Then reality calls again when I almost broke the chain

I start praying to the God

Seeing what my blog posts got!

Abel Blood Stain

Bless You, my beloved Kain

For Your meticulous betray

Almost forgot how you drain

Will send me the further way

My Jealous sky?

Doesn't matter how I try

Again and again and again

Mine are the perseids of pain

Until I find you and take you from this hell

Blood in a bathroom sink, All right, all right. That's my seven.

I agreed without a blink to save yours in my heaven.

Therefore my lungs are kinked, Yes, that's the gambling price paid for a luxury sacrifice

Mine is your hell now

Red stain, bathroom sink, yes indeed, I agreed

Oh God let it be my Bereshit

Now with own blood I spit

my silent pray

For you my Kain, For your mindless crime I paid 30 years of longing

While this soulless world was thronging

I got down here to take you Home But before that, Brother

We will make a play about ancient Rome

Feels like forgotten by Raphael. Mine are perseids from Hell and compassion flood, while swimming in my blood. Safe in the shell of Night

Her arms smell like mint ointment.

Now my God, I need a Doctor appointment

Creativity Ignition

Dancing in the darkness fog

Trying write new poem on the blog Great emptiness is in my mind I barely keep on standing in my kind.

I am crawling through the bushes

Give me more tormenting pushes

To dispel the creating confusion I probably need a new blood transfusion

Never give up, staying free Goes straight to my ancient tree Alone get through Metaphysical Transition Without asking for anybody's permission

Then the lumberjacks coming Power electric saws are drumming Brave and skillful as they should They can't turn me into wood.

Here is speaking your Magician

Turning on Creativity Ignition

Questioning your fairness

Diving into deep awareness

Breaking chain

Forgot the brain

Flying high on my kite

Directly to the purest light

Stay Free

They will never cut this tree

I will stay forever Free

Pulling down the surfing bar

getting power to my kite

Do you really need the snow, when 17 mph wind is on blow?

More intensive could be show

I don’t care about your bite

You will never steal my life

Babilon won’t fool me

Babilon won’t tool me

Babilon will not confuse me

I leave you behind

Feel free to think I lost my mind

God know that I am whole

Air

Blame is coming from their Kain

Whenever Voltaire is mine

I don't care for Babylon's illusion Burn it in my head with all confusion

I am the one with the air mastering the inner sphere

I am the one with the wind

Even if it makes me skinned

I am the one with the ocean

Got the whole scale of human emotion

From Heaven to Hell and back

You will never hold me stuck

Conscious choice is all I gave Stay away from me to get some shave and keep your Hater safe help compassion make Him mild

I am sending an Agape heat wave to His inner child

I can't follow you

Baruch Hashem Adonai gonna sing my soul till I die You can't send me there

Pointless is your flying mare

You don't own me Can't control me Manipulation?

I look at you and silently asking

"Is this really your nation?"

Your cheap tricks are just another bricks With all deceiving combination

Your Babilon will never get my sacration.

I can't come back.

Never die young - appeal to broken hearts.

Eternal lie the Love is I whisper to your soul, that I renounce it Flying away on wings of freedom

I renounce: Endless longing, Broken morning, Insignificant discord, Smoke alone in Ford Taste of night with cigarettes

one by one Please, could you hide your gun?

I renounce the violence of:

Death turn, Bridge of sorrow, The lunacy of heartache, Jump into the abyss, Suckers on my arteries

Your Star hunting competition, Humiliation shot

As a consolation prize for my light deposition

I renounce all those nights when it feels like dying I am alive

I renounce:

To die for Love, To die from Love, To surrender

Even if you put me into your two-faced loving blender, I refuse to surrender I refuse

I am dancing free and light

Demons

Clever devil promise

Stay here with me Saint Thomas

Help me see through their plans

Recognize how They seducing mans

Through the centuries

They bring on earth same miseries

Fiests on childrens blood

Helplessness of enslaved Tears floods

Cause of integrity rupture

Deep in their inner structure

While those shameless vampires

Builds their corrupted empires

Another Innocent takes the last breath

Guided to the arms of death.

They will plunder a good-heart gold

Always wait for the best moment to sold In their market of Souls

They trade with light and power

Too strong to remember

Too weak to surrender

Another Pretender

Acting like a tender

Between amounts

On Their bank accounts

They lie even with the gender

To catch you in their demonic vender

Only God can judge me

Only God can put a mark on me

All the senses I've been running through

He knows.

All the ways I walk

Why I really do not wanna talk.

All the tears I dropped

All the miles I made

All my nights

All my days

Vision blurred with pains

He knows

All sleepless nights

Put on my shoes and walk three steps

Is your Truth still so flex?

You will never truly know, Through your Babylonian growth

Instead of subjective judgments better go to the mirror and ask yourself, "How many lifes my one safes"?

Bohemian

Life is an adventure

Don't you agree Mr Bencher?

Life is a beautiful trip

Come We'll watch

priceless view from my airship

Dream on Agreed on To make them truth

Blood in my youth

Paid the price of pain

I can't do it again

Jumping into train

Refusing your cocaine

Let my travel be neverending

Don't put handcuffs on my wrists

God knows I am never offending

I am strong and I'll resist

Rise Right

So serious about enlightenment

Ecstasy of silence excitement

in your Tibetan mountain

Think you found your fountain

Living stream

Crystal air

Endless Space

Pure Connect

Get down among people and get it

In this jungle sphere

You quickly find the truth and your misalignment lie

Rise right inside my core

Choose wisely where to grow

Even if the endless fight

Is what destiny spite

For Roses from Garden of Eden

Protect your Rose

No matter how Babylon waken

No matter how Babylon shaken

No matter how much you feel forsaken

I am good until not lose myself.

For Who?

Whoever wanna steal the Rose is nothing more than primitive Satan.

Never let your child be taken.

All little boys in a rage

All little girls with wings

Save your Roses

Do not agree with demons' proposes

True Love

True love is a killer

True love is a thief

True love is an arsonist

True love causes wars

True love is a sniper

True love is a hunter

True love is the most dangerous of thugs

True love is a sting

True love is a merciless manipulator

True love wanna be a machine operator

True love is a fire burning all illusions

True love is a hurricane when weariness sets in and an earthquake when the whole meaning disappears in sand and dust.

True love hurts like nothing hurts.

True love is a prison without oxygen.

True love makes you fall.

True love ties you Home.

True love is a Game

I am not a fool to play,

I am out of the Game

Going High

Getting to imagination rocket

Keeping William Blake inside heart pocket

I am continuously climbing up

One aim is simple: Rising up

To fly fly fly

I am going high

Are you trying to steal my eye?

Stay Alive

Never let their oppression lead you to depression

Whenever They put their blame

On your Name

Stay Alive

All they tell is a lie

To steal your natural flow and high

Keep the fight

For your light

It's all you have

It's your life.

Then be alive.

Life is Kitesurfing

I'm just catching onshore wind here all action getting spinned Have no time to go to grave

While the ocean sends me wave I am alive