Perdition

It doesn't always end happily.

 

 

Solitude retreats in misery, to this rotten hole

Grace my suffered throne, borne upon a tortured crown

Cloaked in the ebon sin, of my twisted soul

With the cold fire, in this broken hearth

I coven love, to unholy maleficence

To taint this crimson nourishment, with malevolence

These expectorate, words arcane

Call upon the cauldron dark

Blend a potent mix of spite, and cruel nimbus light

Divine perdition’s curse, from dread depths of hell

Conjuring, of the wicked incarnate, behest my will

Give unto thee, Hades’ fiery prison cell

Point of wrath, an angel of purest snow

Yearn to suffer her eternally, but not to kill

With this hate, of chaste white she I feel

I will tear her world apart

Taste so sensuously, this afflicted fruit

Sweet juice past ruby lips, and blood congeals

Let this death grip, bestill her beating heart

With terror frozen eyes, this life I steal

Forever dreaming nightmares, in her perpetual sleep

So the seven seraphim slaves, shall weep

Boreas breathes his chill wind, upon these summer scapes

Winter upon their Eden, diaphanously deep

Blue skies and rainbow hues, dyed black and white

Drained into an ugly gray, dusk without a dawn

The oncoming night, her final curtain drawn

For the sin of eternal beauty, has no cure

Bereave the blight, of my disdain

There is no true love, to lift this curse

None to kiss these cold remains

Author's Note

How does it flow?

Reviews

[Charlie]

I thoroughly enjoyed that poem, in a more sinister way than the word "enjoy" represents.

I did, however, battle myself in my love for punctuation. I asked myself constantly if adding further punctuation would be give to or take from the poem. The battle is nearing its end as I write this review, and for the sake of being simple in response, considering fewer reason than I probably should, I can settle on you not adding any more punctuation.

BUT--even if you were to throw in a comma, a semi-colon or two, in the moments you have placed them inside, you will present a pause, a selah, if you will. These pauses will create somber moments of consideration, which would let the words sink into the readers' mind a bit more adequately, making the poem more morbid than it already is. In doing this, the punctuation becomes much more meaningful than you would otherwise think, in this particular poem, at least.
I pray I made sense.
Good blessings on the contest!

[M.D Leon]

I love your eloquence and how you portray feelings! the imagery was absolutely top notch!

[Fairy Tales]

thqat was very good. i like that.

[Seracies]

So many dark and shivery images, truly bewitching in all the description.

[Sheila Kline]

Congratulations for your win in the Albert's Poetry Corner contest! This is indeed a spectacular written piece of poetry!
WOW....very deserving of the win!
Sheila, A Poetess of Multiplicity

[Helena]

"The oncoming night her final curtain drawn
For the sin of eternal beauty has no cure
Bereave the blight of my disdain
There is no true love to lift this curse
None to kiss these cold remains"

Wow, what a wonderful poem.....deep, dark and imagery superb!
Well written by a talented poet indeed. Much enjoyed!

Goodness, what a creepy picture, scared the life out of me.....but
how it suited this poem to a T.

Thank you for submitting this to my contest ~ Helena

[Lexie James]

This is a great poem. Very passionate and it felt very cold and sore.
Absolutely brilliant. Thank you for sharing.
Lexie