Poems About an Apocalypse by Top Critiquers
#apocalypse
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
15th Jul 2022 6:28am
15th Jul 2022 6:28am
accidental preppers
Our neighbour is getting
his kitchen redone
asked us if we'd like
the frozen vegies
from his freezer
Of course we said yes
never ones to turn away
free food
He rocked up
with enough food
to feed us for a year
30kg of rice
more pasta packets
jars of sauces
and tinned tomatoes
than I can count
plus a stack of digestive biscuits
boxes of tissues and kitchen towel
and of course enough vegies
to almost overflow our freezer
If the apocalypse comes
we'll be ready
...
his kitchen redone
asked us if we'd like
the frozen vegies
from his freezer
Of course we said yes
never ones to turn away
free food
He rocked up
with enough food
to feed us for a year
30kg of rice
more pasta packets
jars of sauces
and tinned tomatoes
than I can count
plus a stack of digestive biscuits
boxes of tissues and kitchen towel
and of course enough vegies
to almost overflow our freezer
If the apocalypse comes
we'll be ready
...
#apocalypse
513 reads
7 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
10th Sep 2017 12:22pm
10th Sep 2017 12:22pm
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.
Grace@DU
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
1404 reads
16 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 6:03am
9th Nov 2024 6:03am
The Prophecy
In the dull fading light, where shadows cling to the land like whispers, a King will rise to claim, bound in chains of fate, cursed to sit a throne of brittle peace, brief as soft breath, lost as the dark night is to the new morning.
The ship of gods, adrift in shallow waters,
steers blind toward its deathly ruin, unmoored by the weight of its own splintered hull.
See, the land trembles beneath that iron pulse of war machines bound, the towns and cities tangled in a thorn of rage, while new and old burn. O sunlit city, how often will you break?
How...
The ship of gods, adrift in shallow waters,
steers blind toward its deathly ruin, unmoored by the weight of its own splintered hull.
See, the land trembles beneath that iron pulse of war machines bound, the towns and cities tangled in a thorn of rage, while new and old burn. O sunlit city, how often will you break?
How...
#apocalypse
#astrology
#mythology #philosophical
#mythology #philosophical
76 reads
0 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
699 reads
8 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
507 reads
6 Comments
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
454 reads
4 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
28th Apr 2023 10:54pm
28th Apr 2023 10:54pm
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
205 reads
0 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 5:01am
21st Jan 2025 5:01am
LA
a blue river has
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
#fear
#forest
#tragedy #apocalypse
#tragedy #apocalypse
151 reads
12 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
8th Jan 2021 4:34am
8th Jan 2021 4:34am
Treason
#apocalypse
906 reads
20 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
15th Oct 2023 9:36pm
15th Oct 2023 9:36pm
Mother of Bones
There it is
The moon
Up high
Suspended
For what seems like years
Before it goes down
Being swallowed
Like medication
So many moon pills
The same color of skeletons
I’ve held in the
Palm of my hand
Miniature in comparison
Resembling the river stones
Embedded in my freshwater veins
The perfect remedy
To help me sleep
And continue to spin
Towards the next day
Towards the sun
My blazing vitamin
Who I absorb daily
Warming all the
Variety of bones
I’ve been...
The moon
Up high
Suspended
For what seems like years
Before it goes down
Being swallowed
Like medication
So many moon pills
The same color of skeletons
I’ve held in the
Palm of my hand
Miniature in comparison
Resembling the river stones
Embedded in my freshwater veins
The perfect remedy
To help me sleep
And continue to spin
Towards the next day
Towards the sun
My blazing vitamin
Who I absorb daily
Warming all the
Variety of bones
I’ve been...
#sun
#moon
#humankind #apocalypse
#humankind #apocalypse
454 reads
23 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 6:41am
29th Jan 2025 6:41am
Plastic Jesus
Plastic Jesus
The Lethe magic of
a blue spandex swirl
of bicycle shorts
Clothes the articles
Of her Declaration of Independence
From the torrential male reign
Of hurricane force designs
On her surrogate womb
For your thermonuclear embryos
Spun into mossy opium dream
Begat by prophetic voices yearning to be heard
By cloven tongued evangelists of Golgotha ...
The Lethe magic of
a blue spandex swirl
of bicycle shorts
Clothes the articles
Of her Declaration of Independence
From the torrential male reign
Of hurricane force designs
On her surrogate womb
For your thermonuclear embryos
Spun into mossy opium dream
Begat by prophetic voices yearning to be heard
By cloven tongued evangelists of Golgotha ...
#apocalypse
#lust
#religion
#sex
#women
136 reads
4 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
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