Apocalyptic Poetry
#apocalypse
Apocalypse poems explore prophecies, predictions and fantasy about the complete and final destruction of the world. Imaginative and dark apocalyptic poetry.
missjem56
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:24pm
Yesterday 9:24pm
Sticks, & Stones (WWIIII?)
We haven't yet peaked
When it comes to mankinds brutal
And destructive nature
(No nurturing)
It's lurking
Like a ticking time-bomb
There'll be no theories
About this big bang
As there'll be no-one around
To theorise
Any survivors
Will be to busy fighting mini wars
To have time to think
And when all the ammunition runs out
Those remaining
Will have to make do
With sticks, and stones.....
by Jemia
When it comes to mankinds brutal
And destructive nature
(No nurturing)
It's lurking
Like a ticking time-bomb
There'll be no theories
About this big bang
As there'll be no-one around
To theorise
Any survivors
Will be to busy fighting mini wars
To have time to think
And when all the ammunition runs out
Those remaining
Will have to make do
With sticks, and stones.....
by Jemia
#apocalypse
#fate
#LifeCycle #war
#LifeCycle #war
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:41am
Yesterday 6:41am
Plastic Jesus
Plastic Jesus
The Lethe magic of
a blue spandex swirl
of bicycle shorts
Clothes the articles
Of her Declaration of Independence
From the torrential male reign
Of hurricane force designs
On her surrogate womb
For your thermonuclear embryos
Spun into mossy opium dream
Begat by prophetic voices yearning to be heard
By cloven tongued evangelists of Golgotha ...
The Lethe magic of
a blue spandex swirl
of bicycle shorts
Clothes the articles
Of her Declaration of Independence
From the torrential male reign
Of hurricane force designs
On her surrogate womb
For your thermonuclear embryos
Spun into mossy opium dream
Begat by prophetic voices yearning to be heard
By cloven tongued evangelists of Golgotha ...
#apocalypse
#lust
#religion
#sex
#women
41 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 5:01am
21st Jan 2025 5:01am
LA
a blue river has
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
#fear
#forest
#tragedy #apocalypse
#tragedy #apocalypse
100 reads
12 Comments
Glaxian
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 2:22am
16th Jan 2025 2:22am
Final countdown
Killing field in party town nothing sacred burn it down
Loot the stores, burn the cop cars innocence lost in this town
Drug wars spill in off the street into a little girls sleep
Wars are fought and mothers weep for the sons poured out too cheap
Planes and cars and murder vests to fill the quotas of death
Theft and murder rule the streets that pay the price of our meth
Children die before they are born to parents having fun
Wealthy rapist, name over the door, caught in the long run
Broken promises, lies and deceit it's just...
Loot the stores, burn the cop cars innocence lost in this town
Drug wars spill in off the street into a little girls sleep
Wars are fought and mothers weep for the sons poured out too cheap
Planes and cars and murder vests to fill the quotas of death
Theft and murder rule the streets that pay the price of our meth
Children die before they are born to parents having fun
Wealthy rapist, name over the door, caught in the long run
Broken promises, lies and deceit it's just...
#apocalypse
#dystopian
#freedom
#frustration
#risk
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oskar
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 11:51am
13th Jan 2025 11:51am
restless is Portugal
Restless is Portugal
There is mayhem in Paradise
the citizens of Lisbon are tired of the bother
and street fighting, where knives are used by
migrants
Gang fights, robbery, and shop theft is a daily
Matter, the police work double shifts
Most of the incomers are from Pakistan and
Bangladesh, where Portugal once had a colony
The democratic socialists ask for calm
It was under their rules letting in people who
Have no work, congregate in the streets
harassing passers-by
A problem caused when a country takes in
too...
There is mayhem in Paradise
the citizens of Lisbon are tired of the bother
and street fighting, where knives are used by
migrants
Gang fights, robbery, and shop theft is a daily
Matter, the police work double shifts
Most of the incomers are from Pakistan and
Bangladesh, where Portugal once had a colony
The democratic socialists ask for calm
It was under their rules letting in people who
Have no work, congregate in the streets
harassing passers-by
A problem caused when a country takes in
too...
#apocalypse
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oraclesight
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:34am
10th Jan 2025 1:34am
A Day Dream Within A Youthless Spirit
Do you have a banister?
Are you walking palm upwards?
Callous from the blisters
The finger whispers:
"Edge of Nantucket, Freed."
Where the synapses play on me.
This island of modern connectivity
Lace pools of floating sorrow.
Life relays a message for tomorrow:
"Peace will be held captive until a relapse
Or an understanding of true halos
Amongst my fellow children hill of eyes.
You will all know a piece before the whole
Truth.
A roulette of choices and...
Are you walking palm upwards?
Callous from the blisters
The finger whispers:
"Edge of Nantucket, Freed."
Where the synapses play on me.
This island of modern connectivity
Lace pools of floating sorrow.
Life relays a message for tomorrow:
"Peace will be held captive until a relapse
Or an understanding of true halos
Amongst my fellow children hill of eyes.
You will all know a piece before the whole
Truth.
A roulette of choices and...
#apocalypse
#rebirth
#sacrifice
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Poet__2248
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 3:59pm
3rd Jan 2025 3:59pm
Block your ears
Do not look me when you cut
When you scissor and saw my flesh
When you chisel my bones
and wrap my hair
Do not swap my flesh for plastic
Do not fill my cheeks with youth you've crafted from mulch
Or sculpt my teeth with metal
Do not force me to watch
Her mock her adult body
Or hear you sneer with hatred
At her crying
Do not inject my chest with sweetener
Or my bum with fat
Block her ears so she do not hear to your whining
Your insecure complaints
About appearance and age
As I did
When you scissor and saw my flesh
When you chisel my bones
and wrap my hair
Do not swap my flesh for plastic
Do not fill my cheeks with youth you've crafted from mulch
Or sculpt my teeth with metal
Do not force me to watch
Her mock her adult body
Or hear you sneer with hatred
At her crying
Do not inject my chest with sweetener
Or my bum with fat
Block her ears so she do not hear to your whining
Your insecure complaints
About appearance and age
As I did
#anger
#apocalypse
#despair
#frustration
#greed
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missjem56
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 12:55pm
20th Dec 2024 12:55pm
The Horde
Funny how promises
Are quickly broken
As more lies await
As yet, unspoken
It's all about control
And power
From which one day
Nuclear war may flower
No words are mightier
Than the mightiest of swords
The blood, and ink run dry
As they release their nuclear hordes
by Jemia
Are quickly broken
As more lies await
As yet, unspoken
It's all about control
And power
From which one day
Nuclear war may flower
No words are mightier
Than the mightiest of swords
The blood, and ink run dry
As they release their nuclear hordes
by Jemia
#apocalypse
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords #war
#PowerOfWords #war
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oldmanG
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 4:46pm
19th Dec 2024 4:46pm
Black Wall Street
Tulsa 1921
As I stare at the dangling sign
It reads Williams Dreamland Theater
Hanging on by a thread it’s about all that’s left
Dawn rises in Tulsa 1921 smoke and debris is all that’s stands
Downtown shoe shine boy gets accused of
Being lewd with a White Lady
Newspaper prints the story and a white crowd grows for hours
Black men assemble put on war uniforms
March down to the courthouse to save a Black man from lynching
Police say there is nothing to fear go home and chill out
...
As I stare at the dangling sign
It reads Williams Dreamland Theater
Hanging on by a thread it’s about all that’s left
Dawn rises in Tulsa 1921 smoke and debris is all that’s stands
Downtown shoe shine boy gets accused of
Being lewd with a White Lady
Newspaper prints the story and a white crowd grows for hours
Black men assemble put on war uniforms
March down to the courthouse to save a Black man from lynching
Police say there is nothing to fear go home and chill out
...
#apocalypse
#courage
#hate #racism
#hate #racism
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PAR
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 1:36pm
17th Dec 2024 1:36pm
Apocalyptic
You inspired me, Keith:
The wind blows in arid, dry and desolate lands.
The soil cries out for life, but there are only silent shadows.
Deserts expand, swallowing forests in agony.
At the end of the world, only cold dust remains.
The wind blows in arid, dry and desolate lands.
The soil cries out for life, but there are only silent shadows.
Deserts expand, swallowing forests in agony.
At the end of the world, only cold dust remains.
#apocalypse
#earth
#environment
#mirror
#pollution
77 reads
11 Comments
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 10:40am
17th Dec 2024 10:40am
A Nucleic Problem
I wonder if the forests.
Will be just as beautiful.
On fire.
As they are.
In my memory.
Will be just as beautiful.
On fire.
As they are.
In my memory.
#apocalypse
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Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 9:35pm
3rd Dec 2024 9:35pm
The Doom of Progressive Anatomy
Extending the life of those trapped in subjugation,
Agonizing torment—the modification of the enslaved.
Haunting vibrations echo through the air,
Pleading for mercy, but suffering is the only way.
Contorting bodies—the ramifications of despair,
Malevolent scenes, a choir of shrieking flesh.
A grim sight to take in,
The dawn of a new existence—
In control of soul and body,
Genetic reconstruction—the future in mass production.
A mind without emotion, to fulfill the maker's decree.
Instruments of destruction—entities devoid of personality. ...
Agonizing torment—the modification of the enslaved.
Haunting vibrations echo through the air,
Pleading for mercy, but suffering is the only way.
Contorting bodies—the ramifications of despair,
Malevolent scenes, a choir of shrieking flesh.
A grim sight to take in,
The dawn of a new existence—
In control of soul and body,
Genetic reconstruction—the future in mass production.
A mind without emotion, to fulfill the maker's decree.
Instruments of destruction—entities devoid of personality. ...
#dark
#dystopian
#horror
#scifi
#apocalypse
161 reads
4 Comments
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