Poems About an Apocalypse Published by Members Recently Online
#apocalypse
AltairEndian
Poem Published
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
When the masks fall
The theater was silent
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
#devil
#angels
#apocalypse
#mythology
#redemption
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2 Comments
AltairEndian
Poem Published
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
When the masks fall
The theater was silent
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
#devil
#angels
#apocalypse
#mythology
#redemption
528 reads
2 Comments
AltairEndian
Poem Published
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
When the masks fall
The theater was silent
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
#devil
#angels
#apocalypse
#mythology
#redemption
528 reads
2 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
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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
692 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
692 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
692 reads
4 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
6th Nov 2021 00:40am
6th Nov 2021 00:40am
order up
I want my bones
bleached white:
white as toothpaste,
white as the soul of
a saint,
white as a money
shot laid across my
face at the end of
long hardcore night.
I want my thoughts
to be snack food
for the gods.
I want degradation,
I want desecration,
i want inspiration.
...
bleached white:
white as toothpaste,
white as the soul of
a saint,
white as a money
shot laid across my
face at the end of
long hardcore night.
I want my thoughts
to be snack food
for the gods.
I want degradation,
I want desecration,
i want inspiration.
...
#apocalypse
725 reads
8 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
5th Dec 2022 7:49am
5th Dec 2022 7:49am
End of Days
away
just praying for a day away
where I don't regret a thing
one wish upon a star
one bliss to be
alone from all and everything
how great it would feel
to see peaceful oblivion
say farewell to fairweather friends
guess it's really for the best
humanity can be so selfish
and I could careless
a day staring up at the great beyond
no worries at all
because nobody's here to judge
just me and the one I love
she'll be with me in the end of days
document the last moments
oh my God
wherefore art my God? ...
just praying for a day away
where I don't regret a thing
one wish upon a star
one bliss to be
alone from all and everything
how great it would feel
to see peaceful oblivion
say farewell to fairweather friends
guess it's really for the best
humanity can be so selfish
and I could careless
a day staring up at the great beyond
no worries at all
because nobody's here to judge
just me and the one I love
she'll be with me in the end of days
document the last moments
oh my God
wherefore art my God? ...
#depression
#fiction
#apocalypse
364 reads
DevilsChild
Poem Published
5th Dec 2022 7:49am
5th Dec 2022 7:49am
End of Days
away
just praying for a day away
where I don't regret a thing
one wish upon a star
one bliss to be
alone from all and everything
how great it would feel
to see peaceful oblivion
say farewell to fairweather friends
guess it's really for the best
humanity can be so selfish
and I could careless
a day staring up at the great beyond
no worries at all
because nobody's here to judge
just me and the one I love
she'll be with me in the end of days
document the last moments
oh my God
wherefore art my God? ...
just praying for a day away
where I don't regret a thing
one wish upon a star
one bliss to be
alone from all and everything
how great it would feel
to see peaceful oblivion
say farewell to fairweather friends
guess it's really for the best
humanity can be so selfish
and I could careless
a day staring up at the great beyond
no worries at all
because nobody's here to judge
just me and the one I love
she'll be with me in the end of days
document the last moments
oh my God
wherefore art my God? ...
#depression
#fiction
#apocalypse
364 reads
DevilsChild
Poem Published
5th Dec 2022 7:49am
5th Dec 2022 7:49am
End of Days
away
just praying for a day away
where I don't regret a thing
one wish upon a star
one bliss to be
alone from all and everything
how great it would feel
to see peaceful oblivion
say farewell to fairweather friends
guess it's really for the best
humanity can be so selfish
and I could careless
a day staring up at the great beyond
no worries at all
because nobody's here to judge
just me and the one I love
she'll be with me in the end of days
document the last moments
oh my God
wherefore art my God? ...
just praying for a day away
where I don't regret a thing
one wish upon a star
one bliss to be
alone from all and everything
how great it would feel
to see peaceful oblivion
say farewell to fairweather friends
guess it's really for the best
humanity can be so selfish
and I could careless
a day staring up at the great beyond
no worries at all
because nobody's here to judge
just me and the one I love
she'll be with me in the end of days
document the last moments
oh my God
wherefore art my God? ...
#depression
#fiction
#apocalypse
364 reads
smackdownraven
Poem Published
11th Jul 2022 11:59pm
11th Jul 2022 11:59pm
nuclear winter
I curse the gods in the heavens
as the storms rose from my mouth
and the earth quake
threatening to break underneath me
swallowing my angry tirade
then flooding the land of Nod
where the peoples were groomed as sheep
and food for the wolves
gravity forgot his manners and begin to harvest out of season
the grounds shift and people scream
fire fell from space
they ate good that day
I swallowed my hate
drank my rage
then ran out of time
the waters froze
it's nuclear winter in hell where I now dwell...
as the storms rose from my mouth
and the earth quake
threatening to break underneath me
swallowing my angry tirade
then flooding the land of Nod
where the peoples were groomed as sheep
and food for the wolves
gravity forgot his manners and begin to harvest out of season
the grounds shift and people scream
fire fell from space
they ate good that day
I swallowed my hate
drank my rage
then ran out of time
the waters froze
it's nuclear winter in hell where I now dwell...
#dark
#apocalypse
462 reads
4 Comments
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