Poems About an Apocalypse Published by Members Recently Online
#apocalypse
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Apr 2019 11:11am
26th Apr 2019 11:11am
A DEMON STORM
#apocalypse
#nightmares
#curse
598 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Apr 2019 11:11am
26th Apr 2019 11:11am
A DEMON STORM
#apocalypse
#nightmares
#curse
598 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Apr 2019 11:11am
26th Apr 2019 11:11am
A DEMON STORM
#apocalypse
#nightmares
#curse
598 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
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
185 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
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
185 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
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
185 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
28th Apr 2022 00:00am
28th Apr 2022 00:00am
but mother
if there’s a nuclear war
does it matter if I don’t
wash my hands before
I come down for lunch ..
does it matter if I don’t
wash my hands before
I come down for lunch ..
#apocalypse
308 reads
3 Comments
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
55 reads
11 Comments
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
55 reads
11 Comments
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
55 reads
11 Comments
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
55 reads
11 Comments
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
55 reads
11 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About an Apocalypse Published by Members Recently Online
