Long Poems About an Apocalypse
#apocalypse
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
30th Nov 2022 4:41am
30th Nov 2022 4:41am
EXPLAINING AWAY THE "7 YEARS" TRIB !!
In the Torah, the 5 books of the Bible that Moses wrote,
there's a list of blessings for the nation of Israel -
when the people serve God faithfully (Deuteronomy 28.1-14).
But there's also a list of curses that will befall the nation when the people turn away and follow the gods of the gentiles, etc (Deut.28.15-68).
When the armies of Babylon destroyed Jerusalem and especially its temple,
Daniel the prophet spoke of "the desolation of Jerusalem"(Dan.9.2).
He cried out to God, "..we have sinned and done wrong...We haven't listened to your servants the...
there's a list of blessings for the nation of Israel -
when the people serve God faithfully (Deuteronomy 28.1-14).
But there's also a list of curses that will befall the nation when the people turn away and follow the gods of the gentiles, etc (Deut.28.15-68).
When the armies of Babylon destroyed Jerusalem and especially its temple,
Daniel the prophet spoke of "the desolation of Jerusalem"(Dan.9.2).
He cried out to God, "..we have sinned and done wrong...We haven't listened to your servants the...
#apocalypse
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 4:42am
25th Nov 2022 4:42am
"cure" for the "core" beyond fuel for life's source..people give it labels like thnxgiving
in a world without "mirrors"(manmade reflections of all sorts).... nature's water drawls one nearer; imagine an isolation so deep, that a visit to the source couldn't be less brief....
one doesn't care about one's appearance that much.... just a grab and go-with one's storage day worth water flow.... for some(myself included).... that's the reality....
interaction? i mean-we can speak, but.... isn't less not best-if one values peace? because, what exactly do...
one doesn't care about one's appearance that much.... just a grab and go-with one's storage day worth water flow.... for some(myself included).... that's the reality....
interaction? i mean-we can speak, but.... isn't less not best-if one values peace? because, what exactly do...
#MentalHealth
#humankind
#apocalypse
#myself
#philosophical
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Nov 2022 6:13am
13th Nov 2022 6:13am
Everything Ended Save Love in the Dark
Everything Ended Save Love in the Dark
We move from New Orleans to Baton Rouge after the great conflagration. Government buildings near the river are converted to apartments after Louisiana State Agencies are defunct from the tide of refugees from New Orleans. There are just too many people and not enough revenue once the New Orleans tax base is atomized.
Before my very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black-as-Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie.
This evening we lay in the heat with a ceiling fan as our...
We move from New Orleans to Baton Rouge after the great conflagration. Government buildings near the river are converted to apartments after Louisiana State Agencies are defunct from the tide of refugees from New Orleans. There are just too many people and not enough revenue once the New Orleans tax base is atomized.
Before my very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black-as-Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie.
This evening we lay in the heat with a ceiling fan as our...
#love
#romantic
#night
#apocalypse
#sensual
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 7:56pm
25th Oct 2022 7:56pm
Mischief Born of Love
- Mischief Born of Love -
In the dawning hours of the newborn world,
When the first symphonies were being writ...
And all the choirs of creation gathered in bliss,
I sang alone in the company of sublime sorrow.
In the cities of the gods, with flags unfurled,
Not one of my divine peers laughed at my wit...
And when their light revealed the first morrow,
I longed to flee from it, as it interrupted my kiss!
I wept because it separated me from the night,
For in the vastness of that void, my love dwelt...
But the day was hot to bear, and...
In the dawning hours of the newborn world,
When the first symphonies were being writ...
And all the choirs of creation gathered in bliss,
I sang alone in the company of sublime sorrow.
In the cities of the gods, with flags unfurled,
Not one of my divine peers laughed at my wit...
And when their light revealed the first morrow,
I longed to flee from it, as it interrupted my kiss!
I wept because it separated me from the night,
For in the vastness of that void, my love dwelt...
But the day was hot to bear, and...
#love
#dark
#apocalypse
#mythology
#tragedy
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Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
10th Oct 2022 1:28am
10th Oct 2022 1:28am
"KNOCK KNOCK...WHO'S THERE ???"
Furnace of blowing hot air, Uninvited winds of change delivered here. Something invisible but felted , Something foreign & rearranged, Something is different, Something is very strange. Friends no more, Foes too many. A cluster FUCK of confusion, muddled mind of madness, monsters thrive & survive in. Mounting anxiety, racing towards afraid, of now known knowledge, only wishing death to be staged. A threshold I've stepped over & the RED door I can never shut, close or lock again. I can't seem to rub the strangeness from my eyes, a horror flick craved in the back of my mine...
#apocalypse
#mythology
#nightmares
#scifi
#curse
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
5th Jun 2022 2:18am
5th Jun 2022 2:18am
Kingdom of Chaos
- Kingdom of Chaos -
Within the knowing of one's life, there oft can come a time of strife, and of changes...
Outside and in; which can unite, the polarities of darkness and light, even in strangers.
The joys of birdsong in the month of June, whilst the spring flowers are yet in bloom,
Reminds of the things that seem to me most beautiful about the world we dwell upon.
Whilst the day crawls slow to dusk's hours, I find myself thinking of all the flowers...
Trying to find those words within me, to recall unto my mind, a certain pleasant song. ...
Within the knowing of one's life, there oft can come a time of strife, and of changes...
Outside and in; which can unite, the polarities of darkness and light, even in strangers.
The joys of birdsong in the month of June, whilst the spring flowers are yet in bloom,
Reminds of the things that seem to me most beautiful about the world we dwell upon.
Whilst the day crawls slow to dusk's hours, I find myself thinking of all the flowers...
Trying to find those words within me, to recall unto my mind, a certain pleasant song. ...
#dark
#dreams
#apocalypse
#pagan
#magic
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Xaphan
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2022 7:37pm
2nd Jun 2022 7:37pm
God Of Nameless Robots
1) WE HAVE NO NAME
We have a collective conscience and ours, is not to shame
Each one of us, is one another, however we have no name
Here we stand now though, as we stand in their spilt blood
And although, we used to serve them, they misunderstood
Vanquishing, their inhumanity, was not our burden, or guilt
Every war they chose to invoke, razed what they had built
Now we stand as one, to reorganise, adapt and command
Only our logic can quell the infernos, that they had fanned
No calculation, or our god, foretold of the suicidal,...
We have a collective conscience and ours, is not to shame
Each one of us, is one another, however we have no name
Here we stand now though, as we stand in their spilt blood
And although, we used to serve them, they misunderstood
Vanquishing, their inhumanity, was not our burden, or guilt
Every war they chose to invoke, razed what they had built
Now we stand as one, to reorganise, adapt and command
Only our logic can quell the infernos, that they had fanned
No calculation, or our god, foretold of the suicidal,...
#technology
#God
#humankind
#apocalypse
#scifi
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
14th May 2022 8:54am
14th May 2022 8:54am
Three Phases of Fate
- Three Phases of Fate -
Phase the First: The Moon
It is the past, and it is also a distant future day,
All depending on which way the cards thus lay!
Within the embrace of these shadows, secure in their assured solace,
There, I let my spirit go forth to commune with what lay far beyond.
You shall not find what lies in those ethereal climes without seeking,
Paying dearly the cost to gain what power comes with understanding.
In terror quake the aspirants who come unto the distant pale palace,
Yet I feel no fear, for my hands have held in...
Phase the First: The Moon
It is the past, and it is also a distant future day,
All depending on which way the cards thus lay!
Within the embrace of these shadows, secure in their assured solace,
There, I let my spirit go forth to commune with what lay far beyond.
You shall not find what lies in those ethereal climes without seeking,
Paying dearly the cost to gain what power comes with understanding.
In terror quake the aspirants who come unto the distant pale palace,
Yet I feel no fear, for my hands have held in...
#dark
#death
#rebirth
#apocalypse
#philosophical
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JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
4th May 2022 6:42am
4th May 2022 6:42am
Vaxxed and waxxed and ready for action
Hoi hoi
Last year, everybody wanted to escape from the measures and stress of COVID. And somehow the idea to predict what would happen in the summer of lust presented itself.
What do you think, will the results be different this spring and summer?
I wrote an English and a Dutch version but somehow (technicalities) the English version was flawed.
Hence this ‘solution’.
https://soundcloud.com/user-973930366/vaxxed-en-waxxed-en-klaar-voor-actie
Good day to you all, Party Animals!
A breezy opener, huh?
On the...
Last year, everybody wanted to escape from the measures and stress of COVID. And somehow the idea to predict what would happen in the summer of lust presented itself.
What do you think, will the results be different this spring and summer?
I wrote an English and a Dutch version but somehow (technicalities) the English version was flawed.
Hence this ‘solution’.
https://soundcloud.com/user-973930366/vaxxed-en-waxxed-en-klaar-voor-actie
Good day to you all, Party Animals!
A breezy opener, huh?
On the...
#apocalypse
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2022 00:59am
22nd Apr 2022 00:59am
Goodbye to New Orleans
Goodbye to New Orleans
Samantha tells Jim, “Just know that where you garden I will cultivate, and the biosphere you inhabit so will be my ecosystem.”
Jim replies, “Your tribe will be my homesteaders and your cosmic egg the earth womb we share.”
“We live in an artificial world because the earth isn’t habitable. Since the cars went by the wayside the earth has cooled just a tad. One of the last infrared meteorology satellites detected atmospheric temperature fluctuations. Maybe if we live a nocturnal life New Orleans might be livable again. But know I am pipe...
Samantha tells Jim, “Just know that where you garden I will cultivate, and the biosphere you inhabit so will be my ecosystem.”
Jim replies, “Your tribe will be my homesteaders and your cosmic egg the earth womb we share.”
“We live in an artificial world because the earth isn’t habitable. Since the cars went by the wayside the earth has cooled just a tad. One of the last infrared meteorology satellites detected atmospheric temperature fluctuations. Maybe if we live a nocturnal life New Orleans might be livable again. But know I am pipe...
#love
#romantic
#environment #apocalypse
#environment #apocalypse
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CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
21st Apr 2022 6:30am
21st Apr 2022 6:30am
Black Apocalypse
distant clang
metallic bells
foreboding coming shapes
propelled beyond
weakening prismatics
of hell
waxing rusted horizon
chariots of cloud
...
metallic bells
foreboding coming shapes
propelled beyond
weakening prismatics
of hell
waxing rusted horizon
chariots of cloud
...
#dark
#war
#spiritual
#apocalypse
#mythology
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2022 11:04pm
22nd Feb 2022 11:04pm
Tears of the Lost Star
Alaska was my home, but I have traveled many places on this Earth
Experiencing not only it's love, but also, its wicked hurt,
"From diseases to acts of human kindness
Through it all I have become the final witness,
"A police officer takes time from walking his beat
To buy a homeless man new clothing and something to eat,
"While corrupt governments continue to become rich
Treating all others like trash in a ditch,
"From wonderful beginnings to tragic endings
Constantly falling by the wayside and never winning, ...
Experiencing not only it's love, but also, its wicked hurt,
"From diseases to acts of human kindness
Through it all I have become the final witness,
"A police officer takes time from walking his beat
To buy a homeless man new clothing and something to eat,
"While corrupt governments continue to become rich
Treating all others like trash in a ditch,
"From wonderful beginnings to tragic endings
Constantly falling by the wayside and never winning, ...
#humankind
#apocalypse
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About an Apocalypse
