Short Perdition Poems
Short Perdition Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Perdition by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Perdition by length and keyword.
From the Devil’s stable,
I picked the fastest stallion
And rode beyond perdition
—through eternity’s flames
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
immoral north winds
locking jaws on shriveled souls-
sun starved perdition
becharmed arctic breeze
winter’s kiss exalting hearts-
moon drenched nirvana
Having less
suffering more
Doors were slamming
wolf at the door
Arriving first
finishing last
Spiraling downward
— perdition recast
(The New Room: February, 2025)
The Mountain
looms
and calls your name
To glory
or
perdition
Its summit
has a thousand
fathers
Whose abyss
awaits
— the orphan
(Beartooth Pass: August, 2025)
KNOCK – KNOCK
evil resounds
the devil’s doorknob
to Hades impounds
POUND - POUND
the hasp in its dock
whose key to perdition
— in hand to unlock
(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
The bridge to Satan
is paved with envy
Voices collapsing
in currents below
Its height entices
the moment fleeting
Perdition waiting
—with gate aglow
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
Arresting the future
as well as the past
Time the great jailor
its prison precast
A graveyard of victims
in temporal loss
Destiny preying
—perdition the cost
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
The days fly by
one and the same
too busy to pause
to earn their own name
Unearthly winds
sweep moments away
into dustbins of perdition
painted colorless gray
Band of blood brothers bound for a mission
To save the fair queen from great perdition
Matters not if black or white
They must fight for what is right
Or their great king will hold them for treason
An anonymous
shadow
stalks
and it preys
Covering
my exit
in darkness
I stay
Its shroud
of perdition
at home
in my fear
Embedded
till Heaven’s
redemption
— to clear
(1st Book Of Prayers: October, 2025)
A Mississippi back road,
burns in my mind
Its memory twice buried,
resurfaces, reminds
That Mississippi back road,
you once led me down
Perdition, destruction
—damnation refound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
PERDITION
Guilt
Burns hot
In the soul
For all one’s sins
Known as perdition
As a permanent state
That can and will still persist
Of punishment and damnation
And there is no known recovery
So unfair, after one has repented
a
bicoloured
cantata
demo
entering
favourably
hieratical
into
jubilant
mating
norwegian
of
perdition
rearing
setter
through
unselfish
vulgarisation
with
you
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 6–12, 2026)
A Mississippi back road
burns in my mind
Its memory twice buried,
resurfaces, reminds
That Mississippi back road,
you once led me down
Perdition, destruction,
—damnation refound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Hidden from perdition
disguising me again
Final thorn of life’s florescence
trapped within her pen
Darker than the madness
eternity cajoles
The pathway to forbidden fruit
— her masquerade unfolds
(The New Room: June, 2024)
Stalking every dream
calling me from sleep
A Yeti of the frozen night
I drove the pitons deep
Climbing over hope
belaying every wish
The tracks it leaves — perdition bound
to wander in the mist
(Haverford Pennsylvania: May, 2024)
Flames of perdition
Painting passion’s fire
Moaning moonlight
Squeezing sensuous desire
Lovers’ lips
Speaking sun glazed sin
Tasting temptation
Beaded on sultry skin
Sweaty sighs
Restless for relief
Smearing seduction
On eyes of disbelief
Seventeen children
on a highway to hell
Thumbs out—noses down,
perdition rings their bell
Seventeen children,
their backs now fully turned
The piper calls them blindly
—their futures scorched and burned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
30 Days' in perdition
Is worth
Five minutes' with
The Lord
-Fore-
Irrelevance and eternity
Is 5 Times'
More likely to be
-A-
End Result
When you council
Is with the
Lord
GF
Horizon brings two paths
Heaven takes to eden
Hell brings the perdition
Hearing an inner voice
Haunting the mind and soul
Holding the floating thoughts
Healing hopeless spirit
For Pleiades H Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Merryman
2-18-2017
Fifth Place
The wickedness
of man
trumps the goodness
of God
What’s harder for
a child
to see their mother dead
or their father sob
The greater number
of a man’s errors
come disguised
as perfection
As excuses
sets sail
on the sea
— of perdition
(Dreamsleep: January, 2026)
Perdition is a lonely road
Travels on and on
No haven found
Hiding in the fogs of time
Purgatories gain
Has found the hearts loss
Obliterating glorious possibilities
In finding everlasting nirvana
Timeless hopes
Engulfing a life in solitude
Lost in worthless abandonment
A savior yet to be found
You try to mask your given voice
in what’s perverse and then profane
But truth speaks only for itself,
your costume tattered—seamstress blamed
This great parade, a grand charade,
your song a flattened chord
Its final line to seal your fate
—perdition now assured
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
You try to mask your given voice
in what’s perverse and then profane
But truth speaks only for itself,
your costume tattered—seamstress blamed
This great parade, a grand charade,
your song a flattened chord
Its final line to seal your fate,
—perdition now assured
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
LUCIFER'S gullet was as parched as hell!
He said, "Lord, some cold HOOCH, would do me well!"
Lord said, "In thy condition,
Smoldering in perdition,
Not a snowball's chance in the place ye dwell!"
Entry for Catie Lindsey's "L&H Limericks" Contest
Took First Place in the contest.