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Hell In Paradise


You can't always run from your problems, if you take them with you

They will rear their ugly head, when you least expected, no matter what you do

I came down here for a fresh start but the same problems resurfaced again

When will it be my time to shine, Oh God, I am asking you when?

Hell In Paradise, it's gorgeous and warm outside

Hell In Paradise, but it's raining cats and dogs inside

Hell In Paradise, outside, it's mostly sunny weather

Hell In Paradise, but life is still raining on my parade, now and forever

I came down here with all guns blazing but the doors weren't opening for me

Now it seems as time goes by the windows of opportunity are now closing

Then disaster struck and then I got stuck doing damage control

Life gets harder and harder when you and your family start getting old

Hell In Paradise, trying to hold things together as they are falling apart

Hell In Paradise, this has certainly put a damper on this fresh new start

Hell In Paradise, a repreive from this hell, couldn't come faster

Hell In Paradise, it seems that I am constantly flirting with disaster

Maybe I just waited too long to make this move and I just missed the boat

Now this boat is starting to sink and I just can't seem to keep it afloat 

I just hope I get the chance to somehow make things right again

I just want a better life and I want all of this hell I am going through to come to an end

Hell In Paradise, when I solve one problem, another one comes along

Hell In Paradise, but I wish this narrative would change it's station with a new song

Hell In Paradise, but maybe I have come to a place where I just don't belong

Hell In Paradise, making this move seemed right but maybe it was all wrong

From Broken and Burned Bridges
Copyright 2020 Resisting Distress Publishing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Paul Ryerson

I am a writer who writes poetry & plays. I have also written a short film & I created an animated series on You Tube. Included on Power Poetry are seventy poems from my five poetry collections, Rhymes With A Reason, Too Much Unwanted Noise, Broken and Burned Bridges, Dying On The Inside and Fool’s Gold and Fool’s Paradise

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Personal struggle in new location; some universal messaging but grounded in autobiography.

SparseMeasureDense

Multiple interconnected ideas: relocation, family aging, missed opportunities, recurring failure.

DarkSentimentBright

Deeply pessimistic tone; despair, regret, sense of failure throughout.

StillEnergyExplosive

Urgent, restless pacing; active verbs (blazing, falling, sinking) but meditative moments.

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 32 lines; falls in 31-60 range.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Rich metaphors (paradise/hell, doors/windows, boats sinking, parade), some alliteration.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure lyric internal voice; direct first-person emotional confession, no narrative distance.

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