Hell is a cold desert

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    Hell is a cold desert

     She wanted to go to the museum
    to make me see a painting,
    « The Fall of the Damned » by
    Peter Paul Rubens.
    (If you haven't seen this painting,  
    take a look on a website.)

    - Prodigious skills, she told me, and big mistake.
    All these damned souls mingling
    in a burning Fall. Think about the time
    you've been the most unhappy. You were alone
    with your burden and most of all you were
    cold. Hell is not a howling furnace,
    It is a cold desert
    with nobody else
    but you.

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    BrokenHeart2009 commented on Hell is a cold desert

    05-30-2011

    I like the the thought provoking words about how hell is a cold without no one, at least if screaming in pain with someone you are not alone.
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    Mickael25

    06/01/2011

    thanks a lot for commenting :)

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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