This poem portrays quite the twisted vision of hell. The grim ceiling is like a twisted eerie version of the Sistine chapel with stretched out faces across the ceiling. It is definitely a horrifying scene depicted and not a hell I would want to be trapped in. It is quite a wild vision

The style is written pretty with nice sets of couplets and some fairly good rhymes in them. If you really wanted to make this poem pop. I recommend getting syllables of the response lines to match one another.

Ex.
When I shut my eyes, - 4 syllables
I wonder how those souls survive - 8 syllables

It would sound more rhythmic if they both had the same count.

In any case this is a nicely written poem. Thank you for making it!




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