Poems About an Apocalypse Published by Members Recently Online
#apocalypse
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
1st May 2025 10:15am
1st May 2025 10:15am
~':: nowness. newness. nothingness... '
https://youtu.be/LoPf32nKYb8?feature=shared
let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
#apocalypse
#love
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
87 reads
3 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
1st May 2025 10:15am
1st May 2025 10:15am
~':: nowness. newness. nothingness... '
https://youtu.be/LoPf32nKYb8?feature=shared
let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
#apocalypse
#love
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
87 reads
3 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
1st May 2025 10:15am
1st May 2025 10:15am
~':: nowness. newness. nothingness... '
https://youtu.be/LoPf32nKYb8?feature=shared
let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
#apocalypse
#love
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
87 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
Paperwork
I sometimes envision
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
#war
#apocalypse
#aliens #boredom
#aliens #boredom
215 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
Paperwork
I sometimes envision
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
#war
#apocalypse
#aliens #boredom
#aliens #boredom
215 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
Paperwork
I sometimes envision
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
#war
#apocalypse
#aliens #boredom
#aliens #boredom
215 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
23rd Jan 2023 4:02pm
Paperwork
I sometimes envision
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
a far-flung, post-apocalyptic world
where piles and piles of documents
fill up the valleys and shores
like whales beached and rotting
the wind singing
among the leaves
of carbon white and printed forms
telling Mrs Taylor that
her benefit’s been stopped
because her husband’s got a job
or advising a chemist that
a new lot of cream cannot be sold
as prostate cancer cures
it's all online, of course,
these days, but give us information and
we’ll find a way to pile it ...
#war
#apocalypse
#aliens #boredom
#aliens #boredom
215 reads
2 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
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 5:57pm
9th Jun 2024 5:57pm
The Cataclysm
Locked within this prism
I feel the cataclysm
that looms close by
threatens to unscrew the sky
This expiration of dreams
is far worse than it seems
hope dying all around
with hardly a sound
Preachers stand on pews
spouting the good news
laced with bald faced lies
while they plan their alibis
As the mercury goes up
fills my empty tin cup
lets me beg for some more
time on this drowning shore
Makes me want to retire
before the waters get higher
a beachside condo on...
I feel the cataclysm
that looms close by
threatens to unscrew the sky
This expiration of dreams
is far worse than it seems
hope dying all around
with hardly a sound
Preachers stand on pews
spouting the good news
laced with bald faced lies
while they plan their alibis
As the mercury goes up
fills my empty tin cup
lets me beg for some more
time on this drowning shore
Makes me want to retire
before the waters get higher
a beachside condo on...
#apocalypse
#confessional
#environment
#religion
#WritingPoetry
14 reads
4 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 5:57pm
9th Jun 2024 5:57pm
The Cataclysm
Locked within this prism
I feel the cataclysm
that looms close by
threatens to unscrew the sky
This expiration of dreams
is far worse than it seems
hope dying all around
with hardly a sound
Preachers stand on pews
spouting the good news
laced with bald faced lies
while they plan their alibis
As the mercury goes up
fills my empty tin cup
lets me beg for some more
time on this drowning shore
Makes me want to retire
before the waters get higher
a beachside condo on...
I feel the cataclysm
that looms close by
threatens to unscrew the sky
This expiration of dreams
is far worse than it seems
hope dying all around
with hardly a sound
Preachers stand on pews
spouting the good news
laced with bald faced lies
while they plan their alibis
As the mercury goes up
fills my empty tin cup
lets me beg for some more
time on this drowning shore
Makes me want to retire
before the waters get higher
a beachside condo on...
#apocalypse
#confessional
#environment
#religion
#WritingPoetry
14 reads
4 Comments
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