Poems About an Apocalypse Published by Members Recently Online
#apocalypse
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2019 1:35pm
23rd Jun 2019 1:35pm
Seen The Future
I have seen the future
It’s all based on the past
Finding it hard to breathe
Watching helplessly
As the world slowly falls apart
The opposite and equal reaction
The equilibrium of destruction
Everything is lost in translation
Nuance of misunderstanding
Enough to turn peace to disaster
I have seen the future
It’s no longer blue and green
A scorched earth
History records how the torch was lit
The fire unleashed
For all the intelligence
It was just children at play
Tantrums and...
It’s all based on the past
Finding it hard to breathe
Watching helplessly
As the world slowly falls apart
The opposite and equal reaction
The equilibrium of destruction
Everything is lost in translation
Nuance of misunderstanding
Enough to turn peace to disaster
I have seen the future
It’s no longer blue and green
A scorched earth
History records how the torch was lit
The fire unleashed
For all the intelligence
It was just children at play
Tantrums and...
#dark
#dreams
#apocalypse
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6 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2019 1:35pm
23rd Jun 2019 1:35pm
Seen The Future
I have seen the future
It’s all based on the past
Finding it hard to breathe
Watching helplessly
As the world slowly falls apart
The opposite and equal reaction
The equilibrium of destruction
Everything is lost in translation
Nuance of misunderstanding
Enough to turn peace to disaster
I have seen the future
It’s no longer blue and green
A scorched earth
History records how the torch was lit
The fire unleashed
For all the intelligence
It was just children at play
Tantrums and...
It’s all based on the past
Finding it hard to breathe
Watching helplessly
As the world slowly falls apart
The opposite and equal reaction
The equilibrium of destruction
Everything is lost in translation
Nuance of misunderstanding
Enough to turn peace to disaster
I have seen the future
It’s no longer blue and green
A scorched earth
History records how the torch was lit
The fire unleashed
For all the intelligence
It was just children at play
Tantrums and...
#dark
#dreams
#apocalypse
467 reads
6 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2019 1:35pm
23rd Jun 2019 1:35pm
Seen The Future
I have seen the future
It’s all based on the past
Finding it hard to breathe
Watching helplessly
As the world slowly falls apart
The opposite and equal reaction
The equilibrium of destruction
Everything is lost in translation
Nuance of misunderstanding
Enough to turn peace to disaster
I have seen the future
It’s no longer blue and green
A scorched earth
History records how the torch was lit
The fire unleashed
For all the intelligence
It was just children at play
Tantrums and...
It’s all based on the past
Finding it hard to breathe
Watching helplessly
As the world slowly falls apart
The opposite and equal reaction
The equilibrium of destruction
Everything is lost in translation
Nuance of misunderstanding
Enough to turn peace to disaster
I have seen the future
It’s no longer blue and green
A scorched earth
History records how the torch was lit
The fire unleashed
For all the intelligence
It was just children at play
Tantrums and...
#dark
#dreams
#apocalypse
467 reads
6 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
6th Sep 2023 10:58pm
6th Sep 2023 10:58pm
Io
Io.
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
#love
#apocalypse
#scifi
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
6th Sep 2023 10:58pm
6th Sep 2023 10:58pm
Io
Io.
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
#love
#apocalypse
#scifi
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
6th Sep 2023 10:58pm
6th Sep 2023 10:58pm
Io
Io.
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
#love
#apocalypse
#scifi
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
20th May 2019 8:47pm
20th May 2019 8:47pm
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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wallyroo92
Poem Published
20th May 2019 8:47pm
20th May 2019 8:47pm
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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4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
20th May 2019 8:47pm
20th May 2019 8:47pm
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
572 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
20th May 2019 8:47pm
20th May 2019 8:47pm
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
572 reads
4 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 9:18am
8th Sep 2023 9:18am
Que sera sera
The time capsule
speeding into space
betrays us for who we were
A snapshot of burning Earth
godless and greedy
our paradise spurned
So much promise
squandered then lost
at nature's expense
and all we could leave
was the warning
that humans never made sense
speeding into space
betrays us for who we were
A snapshot of burning Earth
godless and greedy
our paradise spurned
So much promise
squandered then lost
at nature's expense
and all we could leave
was the warning
that humans never made sense
#universe
#environment
#humankind
#apocalypse
#unicorns
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Abracadabra
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 9:18am
8th Sep 2023 9:18am
Que sera sera
The time capsule
speeding into space
betrays us for who we were
A snapshot of burning Earth
godless and greedy
our paradise spurned
So much promise
squandered then lost
at nature's expense
and all we could leave
was the warning
that humans never made sense
speeding into space
betrays us for who we were
A snapshot of burning Earth
godless and greedy
our paradise spurned
So much promise
squandered then lost
at nature's expense
and all we could leave
was the warning
that humans never made sense
#universe
#environment
#humankind
#apocalypse
#unicorns
99 reads
4 Comments
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