Poems About an Apocalypse by Top Critiquers
#apocalypse
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
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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
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Post Punk
Vapor
Wave
Post
Punk
Full Stop
Wave
Post
Punk
Full Stop
#apocalypse
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Loveless
Loveless, lonely device rung.
One-trick ponies, on line one.
Numbers, phoning surprise puns.
Nothing, phony disguise, but.
Must it only devise lust?
What kin's owing Osiris?
Dumbest, droning denial?
Mustered monkey designers?
Tongues twist, toning attire.
Cunning cloaking, delighted.
Toughest clothing assignment.
Blunders, posing, invited.
Other knowing abided.
Not withholding, Elijah.
Husband, Holy, his bible.
Wonder, hoping, and wife comes.
Justice, mostly, combines cusp. ...
One-trick ponies, on line one.
Numbers, phoning surprise puns.
Nothing, phony disguise, but.
Must it only devise lust?
What kin's owing Osiris?
Dumbest, droning denial?
Mustered monkey designers?
Tongues twist, toning attire.
Cunning cloaking, delighted.
Toughest clothing assignment.
Blunders, posing, invited.
Other knowing abided.
Not withholding, Elijah.
Husband, Holy, his bible.
Wonder, hoping, and wife comes.
Justice, mostly, combines cusp. ...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#rhyming
#apocalypse
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End of Days
Behold the End
comes
on earth no man will hear
the trumpets will be heard
only in the space of heavens
angels shall draw their swords
the clash of steel and shields
between Satan's legions
and angels
shall be heard
fire shall rain from the sky
lava erupts from the earth
the end time
spells a beginning.
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comes
on earth no man will hear
the trumpets will be heard
only in the space of heavens
angels shall draw their swords
the clash of steel and shields
between Satan's legions
and angels
shall be heard
fire shall rain from the sky
lava erupts from the earth
the end time
spells a beginning.
Grace@DU
#dark
#devil
#angels
#heaven
#apocalypse
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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
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Second Coming
Ten, nine, eight,
seven, six, five, four
Behold, I knock upon the door
that whosoever… three, two, one
We have ig-ni-tion.
Orian sighs and by his breath,
all life returns from after death.
A swarm of ships from Heaven’s realm
amass and duly overwhelm
the somber dark before the light.
A thief has come unto the night.
Swirling spheres that make no sound
split the sky and torch the ground,
zig and zag with proton speed,
phantoms of the galaxy.
Angels lead a vast descent
inside their shiny armament. ...
seven, six, five, four
Behold, I knock upon the door
that whosoever… three, two, one
We have ig-ni-tion.
Orian sighs and by his breath,
all life returns from after death.
A swarm of ships from Heaven’s realm
amass and duly overwhelm
the somber dark before the light.
A thief has come unto the night.
Swirling spheres that make no sound
split the sky and torch the ground,
zig and zag with proton speed,
phantoms of the galaxy.
Angels lead a vast descent
inside their shiny armament. ...
#aliens
#apocalypse
#God
#religion
#spiritual
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The Space Beyond The Clouds
The Space Between The Words
Those blue spires within blue clouds
where winged angels roam the heavens
and between the gaping void of the cliffs
the winds blow an eolian anthem
and the cosmic eternal whole lays his hand.
the rocky tips challenging the deep firmament
sending their muted calls to space, beyond..
and down on earth, wanders a sylvan spirit
between the aging trees, a murmur is heard
the forest whispers a spotless, timeless tune
of ghouls and of the past lore of the true world
a cavern...
Those blue spires within blue clouds
where winged angels roam the heavens
and between the gaping void of the cliffs
the winds blow an eolian anthem
and the cosmic eternal whole lays his hand.
the rocky tips challenging the deep firmament
sending their muted calls to space, beyond..
and down on earth, wanders a sylvan spirit
between the aging trees, a murmur is heard
the forest whispers a spotless, timeless tune
of ghouls and of the past lore of the true world
a cavern...
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology #luck
#mythology #luck
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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
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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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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
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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
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