Apocalyptic Poetry
#apocalypse
Apocalypse poems explore prophecies, predictions and fantasy about the complete and final destruction of the world. Imaginative and dark apocalyptic poetry.
Crusader
Speak your narrative
Following in patterns of sensationalized sign language
Make it say what you want it to
When everybody’s sky is falling
Seasons of our relative apocalyptic delusions
I won’t doubt a wonder but I’ll call it what it is
Stretch the facts into the mold of what you want to see
What speaks to you may not say a word to me
But it’s “your truth”, it’s your cypher, it’s your “prophecy”
Loose translations, contorted interpretations
Twist the words just right to harbor the impact
Looking for incidental events ...
Following in patterns of sensationalized sign language
Make it say what you want it to
When everybody’s sky is falling
Seasons of our relative apocalyptic delusions
I won’t doubt a wonder but I’ll call it what it is
Stretch the facts into the mold of what you want to see
What speaks to you may not say a word to me
But it’s “your truth”, it’s your cypher, it’s your “prophecy”
Loose translations, contorted interpretations
Twist the words just right to harbor the impact
Looking for incidental events ...
#corruption
#religion
#faith
#apocalypse
#morality
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The End
The hidden sun hides
shadows over the cosmos
a cosmic breath entombed
colliding worlds, awaiting doom
shadows over the cosmos
a cosmic breath entombed
colliding worlds, awaiting doom
#universe
#apocalypse
#astronomy
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Mad Max
There's no break catching to be had
in our postmodern life decay
of doing things the motorized way
until we've all gone fucking mad
in a paranoid manic haze
of enemy ubiquity...
absolving all iniquity...
and mission creep to end of days
where no reward will be divine;
no nymph with which to sport and play
on afternoons to while away
the songs of women, and their wine,
who always knew, and very well,
that love was heaven and hate was hell,
some schemed overt, some on the sly...
with only...
in our postmodern life decay
of doing things the motorized way
until we've all gone fucking mad
in a paranoid manic haze
of enemy ubiquity...
absolving all iniquity...
and mission creep to end of days
where no reward will be divine;
no nymph with which to sport and play
on afternoons to while away
the songs of women, and their wine,
who always knew, and very well,
that love was heaven and hate was hell,
some schemed overt, some on the sly...
with only...
#apocalypse
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Herd In Demise
I
In final realms we carry on
and in so going hear a song,
undefeated in a slow refrain,
unretreating with none to blame.
Darting eyes still seek relief
behind a guise where few retreat;
onward stagger heavy feet
if I am to lie this won't repeat.
Health betrays revealing bones,
a framework once so stealthily grown:
I am not what I appear,
under this mask I still know fear.
II
Pressing on we know not pause,
to hell have gone our former laws
the throes of which are faltering
as we...
In final realms we carry on
and in so going hear a song,
undefeated in a slow refrain,
unretreating with none to blame.
Darting eyes still seek relief
behind a guise where few retreat;
onward stagger heavy feet
if I am to lie this won't repeat.
Health betrays revealing bones,
a framework once so stealthily grown:
I am not what I appear,
under this mask I still know fear.
II
Pressing on we know not pause,
to hell have gone our former laws
the throes of which are faltering
as we...
#dark
#emptiness
#zombies
#NaPoWriMo2023
#apocalypse
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Taint
There was a valley where all the good names emerged a tongue could produce
Where the sun shone keener, where the moon glowed serener
Artlessness of the absolute reigned supreme, offering not a chance to deuce
That was a valley, where the wind blew puckishly, days passed ever merrier
Multitude of creatures roamed the mirthful haven, critters and crawlers alike
Abundant was the sustenance, absent was the neediness
Aliments unknown to remainders grew on trees, each yielded a ton belike
Such was the valley, only in tales were famine and uneasiness
...
Where the sun shone keener, where the moon glowed serener
Artlessness of the absolute reigned supreme, offering not a chance to deuce
That was a valley, where the wind blew puckishly, days passed ever merrier
Multitude of creatures roamed the mirthful haven, critters and crawlers alike
Abundant was the sustenance, absent was the neediness
Aliments unknown to remainders grew on trees, each yielded a ton belike
Such was the valley, only in tales were famine and uneasiness
...
#depression
#apocalypse
#separation
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In the Netherworld of Bliss
#lust
#apocalypse
#freedom
#escape
#rebellion
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The Wish of Universal Annihilation
Those who are fascinated by forbidden lore
Are never afraid to look behind the forbidden door,
“Sacrificing countless nights of peaceful sleep
Searching for psycho-cannibal things that one should never seek,
“The dark quest itself may kill an individual outright
As they wonder how their flesh has provided comfort for the knife,
“Or traveled to places that should always remain unseen
While blood from the anus oozes out a nasty sickly green,
“Every dark answer equal to losing pieces of the soul
That slowly...
Are never afraid to look behind the forbidden door,
“Sacrificing countless nights of peaceful sleep
Searching for psycho-cannibal things that one should never seek,
“The dark quest itself may kill an individual outright
As they wonder how their flesh has provided comfort for the knife,
“Or traveled to places that should always remain unseen
While blood from the anus oozes out a nasty sickly green,
“Every dark answer equal to losing pieces of the soul
That slowly...
#dark
#universe
#apocalypse
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Shoot Out, At The Not O.K. Coral
I understand
That all the worlds leaders
Want to control
Or kill
Each other
Fine!
Just don't involve
The eight billion citizens
That inhabit this planet
Instead of spending
Billions, upon billions
On weapons of war
And destruction
How about saving
This beautiful planet
Instead of destroying it
Wtf! wtf! wtf!
Wtf! wtf! wtf!
Ad infinitum
How come the whole destiny
Of planet Earth
Is in the hands
Of such a bunch
Of mindless fuckers!
Who seem to have no concept
Of what is...
That all the worlds leaders
Want to control
Or kill
Each other
Fine!
Just don't involve
The eight billion citizens
That inhabit this planet
Instead of spending
Billions, upon billions
On weapons of war
And destruction
How about saving
This beautiful planet
Instead of destroying it
Wtf! wtf! wtf!
Wtf! wtf! wtf!
Ad infinitum
How come the whole destiny
Of planet Earth
Is in the hands
Of such a bunch
Of mindless fuckers!
Who seem to have no concept
Of what is...
#corruption
#war
#apocalypse
#HumanRights
#greed
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APOCALYPTIC KINGS
Drawing blood
The leeches feeding
In the mud
Lying there bleeding
Wolves surround
Nightmares descending
Death abound
We are the plague kings
So, when the end has become nigh
The butcher rides with the black storms
Symphony horns herald with cries
Of damnation come
Weeping maids
Are surely clinging
Brave new swains
Can't help but hiding
Dark shadows
Bleak, cold and reaching
From below
Phantoms are new kings
Nothing
Can prepare
Loved ones
For the doom ...
The leeches feeding
In the mud
Lying there bleeding
Wolves surround
Nightmares descending
Death abound
We are the plague kings
So, when the end has become nigh
The butcher rides with the black storms
Symphony horns herald with cries
Of damnation come
Weeping maids
Are surely clinging
Brave new swains
Can't help but hiding
Dark shadows
Bleak, cold and reaching
From below
Phantoms are new kings
Nothing
Can prepare
Loved ones
For the doom ...
#dark
#apocalypse
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soon another war
Soon another year
The festivities are not over yet our animals have yet to be scared as they are when bombs fall in Gaza like the dead white horse in the road because a primitive Israeli
soldier kills anything that moves, obeying orders
I was once a recruit, learned to present arms with heavy German rifles, left over from a real war, and they didn't give us bullets to fire.
A trained young soldier is dangerous he has been given an order (perhaps unsaid but implicated ) to shoot first and ask questions later.
One takes it, for this soldier's background hatred...
The festivities are not over yet our animals have yet to be scared as they are when bombs fall in Gaza like the dead white horse in the road because a primitive Israeli
soldier kills anything that moves, obeying orders
I was once a recruit, learned to present arms with heavy German rifles, left over from a real war, and they didn't give us bullets to fire.
A trained young soldier is dangerous he has been given an order (perhaps unsaid but implicated ) to shoot first and ask questions later.
One takes it, for this soldier's background hatred...
#Christmas
#MothersDay
#apocalypse
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deeper than words
deep in the back of one's mind, one hopes one's released from this slow burn confine before what's termed as the end time officially arrives; the earth/universe has a way without words-so treacherous, unreasonable, unkind; as one often wonders why, along with about some sort of afterlife....
one wishes one had immediate checkout access within reach-one way road method of peace; though keys to the best route isn't within reach unless a glitch in the matrix let it be....
mental agony just as excruciating than the obvious pain the vessel...
one wishes one had immediate checkout access within reach-one way road method of peace; though keys to the best route isn't within reach unless a glitch in the matrix let it be....
mental agony just as excruciating than the obvious pain the vessel...
#MentalHealth
#LifeCycle
#myself
#apocalypse
#freedom
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To Mother (A Prayer after the Cataclysms)
Tales from the Old Man – The Defiant Heart
We sat around the camp fire under the stars
as we felt the cool mountain breeze in our faces
Then the old man stood and walked in circles around the fire.
His tattered robes swayed in the light wind.
With his gaze on the flames he lifted his cup and began:
“In those ancient times
They raped, pillaged and exploited her
They plundered everything she had given them
Through the centuries they treated her without care
And though she always gave her love in return
The eons of abuse took a...
We sat around the camp fire under the stars
as we felt the cool mountain breeze in our faces
Then the old man stood and walked in circles around the fire.
His tattered robes swayed in the light wind.
With his gaze on the flames he lifted his cup and began:
“In those ancient times
They raped, pillaged and exploited her
They plundered everything she had given them
Through the centuries they treated her without care
And though she always gave her love in return
The eons of abuse took a...
#earth
#environment
#apocalypse #LifeCycle
#apocalypse #LifeCycle
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DU Poetry : Apocalyptic Poetry