Poems About an Apocalypse by Top Critiquers
#apocalypse
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
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
19th Jan 2023 5:34pm
19th Jan 2023 5:34pm
future
the future is before us
I can see it mouth watering
licking my lips for the meal...still cooking
fried chicken boiling in oil
yum, yum
but I'm not dumb
daddy wants a war
it must be times three
the apocalypse is upon us
those who are awake, heed
rising through the ranks is technology
intelligence is shining through all the races
it's a space race to define and refine us
mixed up feelings get in the way
but it's all about evolving in the power play
control is needed, self control...
I can see it mouth watering
licking my lips for the meal...still cooking
fried chicken boiling in oil
yum, yum
but I'm not dumb
daddy wants a war
it must be times three
the apocalypse is upon us
those who are awake, heed
rising through the ranks is technology
intelligence is shining through all the races
it's a space race to define and refine us
mixed up feelings get in the way
but it's all about evolving in the power play
control is needed, self control...
#angels
#apocalypse
313 reads
1 Comment
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2012 10:44pm
2nd Nov 2012 10:44pm
KING LEAR 2012
This evolves from the king’s famous outburst in Shakespeare’s play, a tale of disintegrating sanity, family and society. “Let copulation thrive…” This is an imaginary musing of a King Lear in an apocalyptic society.
Let copulation thrive!
Let naughty couples swive
And indulge their sex drive!
Let lads and lasses jive,
Let British workers skive,
Good men no longer strive!
Let drunken drivers drive!
Let gangs each other knive!
Let aliens arrive!
Let Wall Street take a dive!
Next day, who’ll be alive?
Let copulation thrive!
Let naughty couples swive
And indulge their sex drive!
Let lads and lasses jive,
Let British workers skive,
Good men no longer strive!
Let drunken drivers drive!
Let gangs each other knive!
Let aliens arrive!
Let Wall Street take a dive!
Next day, who’ll be alive?
#rhyming
#parody
#WilliamShakespeare #apocalypse
#WilliamShakespeare #apocalypse
790 reads
1 Comment
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
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
17th May 2021 11:02pm
17th May 2021 11:02pm
~the shadow bird
the sudden storming in silhouetty tauktae bird
spreads shadowy high. ..an umbrellaing heavy
eclipsing fallen span of an enshrouding silence..
casts now, the corroding universal erode mode
-a thorough nonstop soulsap~ squeegeeing in
inhumane landfall famine, of the mirage hearts...
fuming off... until all the sparse stuck
remnantal lil dome dotting droplets.. of
warm wet~blotty habitat hut spots...
& the blinding mirrorsuns hung within..
in pure concentrate calendar springs
of the Himalayan...
spreads shadowy high. ..an umbrellaing heavy
eclipsing fallen span of an enshrouding silence..
casts now, the corroding universal erode mode
-a thorough nonstop soulsap~ squeegeeing in
inhumane landfall famine, of the mirage hearts...
fuming off... until all the sparse stuck
remnantal lil dome dotting droplets.. of
warm wet~blotty habitat hut spots...
& the blinding mirrorsuns hung within..
in pure concentrate calendar springs
of the Himalayan...
#love
#storm
#faith
#apocalypse
#pandemic
588 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 1:59pm
7th Mar 2024 1:59pm
Mad Max
There's no break catching to be had
in our postmodern life decay
of doing things the motorized way
until we've all gone fucking mad
in a paranoid manic haze
of enemy ubiquity...
absolving all iniquity...
and mission creep to end of days
where no reward will be divine;
no nymph with which to sport and play
on afternoons to while away
the songs of women, and their wine,
who always knew, and very well,
that love was heaven and hate was hell,
some schemed overt, some on the sly...
with only...
in our postmodern life decay
of doing things the motorized way
until we've all gone fucking mad
in a paranoid manic haze
of enemy ubiquity...
absolving all iniquity...
and mission creep to end of days
where no reward will be divine;
no nymph with which to sport and play
on afternoons to while away
the songs of women, and their wine,
who always knew, and very well,
that love was heaven and hate was hell,
some schemed overt, some on the sly...
with only...
#apocalypse
252 reads
8 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
629 reads
4 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
495 reads
6 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
Phantom2426
Poem Published
31st Jan 2021 7:04am
31st Jan 2021 7:04am
Purge of the Jungle
In the jungle you
must wait till the
dice reads 5 or 8
I heard from the
movie Jumanji with
Robin Williams which
got me thinking because
We are living in
the Jungle and will
It become like the
Purge will one day
crime will be
legal for 24 hours
If so how will
you deal with
the law of the
Jungle to survive
must wait till the
dice reads 5 or 8
I heard from the
movie Jumanji with
Robin Williams which
got me thinking because
We are living in
the Jungle and will
It become like the
Purge will one day
crime will be
legal for 24 hours
If so how will
you deal with
the law of the
Jungle to survive
#women
#men
#violence
#environment
#apocalypse
382 reads
5 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 10:01am
14th Oct 2024 10:01am
some white dreams
songs got lost somewhere,
verses became slaves of someone,
the gatekeepers of despair
started guarding the door
of self-respecting imagination,
art lost its synonyms,
winds became still and calm,
sand started forming foam in the blue ocean,
young flowers fell to the ground at a young age,
Gulmohar-like houses turned into wax overnight,
burning lamps became dim,
youth lost its passion,
emotions lost their enthusiasm,
tangles tied the feet of the soft creepers of life,
when the clouds of blackness covered the pink world...
verses became slaves of someone,
the gatekeepers of despair
started guarding the door
of self-respecting imagination,
art lost its synonyms,
winds became still and calm,
sand started forming foam in the blue ocean,
young flowers fell to the ground at a young age,
Gulmohar-like houses turned into wax overnight,
burning lamps became dim,
youth lost its passion,
emotions lost their enthusiasm,
tangles tied the feet of the soft creepers of life,
when the clouds of blackness covered the pink world...
#apocalypse
#Fanfiction
166 reads
17 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
1st Jan 2023 00:21am
1st Jan 2023 00:21am
Hour Of Never
Play it again, Sam,"
approaching the hour of never
with corpse wax for the living
and sodomites gorging,
through the eyes of carrion
at twilight's hernia
of carcasses and parasites,
chaos for the eons
and erectile balling,
just me in my pink jim-jams
approaching the hour of never
approaching the hour of never
with corpse wax for the living
and sodomites gorging,
through the eyes of carrion
at twilight's hernia
of carcasses and parasites,
chaos for the eons
and erectile balling,
just me in my pink jim-jams
approaching the hour of never
#dark
#apocalypse
226 reads
2 Comments
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