Poems About an Apocalypse by Top Critiquers
#apocalypse
The Wish of Universal Annihilation
Those who are fascinated by forbidden lore
Are never afraid to look behind the forbidden door,
“Sacrificing countless nights of peaceful sleep
Searching for psycho-cannibal things that one should never seek,
“The dark quest itself may kill an individual outright
As they wonder how their flesh has provided comfort for the knife,
“Or traveled to places that should always remain unseen
While blood from the anus oozes out a nasty sickly green,
“Every dark answer equal to losing pieces of the soul
That slowly...
Are never afraid to look behind the forbidden door,
“Sacrificing countless nights of peaceful sleep
Searching for psycho-cannibal things that one should never seek,
“The dark quest itself may kill an individual outright
As they wonder how their flesh has provided comfort for the knife,
“Or traveled to places that should always remain unseen
While blood from the anus oozes out a nasty sickly green,
“Every dark answer equal to losing pieces of the soul
That slowly...
#dark
#universe
#apocalypse
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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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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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Oh, Man !
Some of the people i meet
Are so deeply depressed
And the rest of the street
Are so tightly stressed
Some habits i know
Dramatically reversed
From Omega to Alpha
A playback regressed
The morning becomes night
Sleeping starts at 7 . a.m
And the dark turns to light
Wasting health late in night clubs
'' Am i...
Are so deeply depressed
And the rest of the street
Are so tightly stressed
Some habits i know
Dramatically reversed
From Omega to Alpha
A playback regressed
The morning becomes night
Sleeping starts at 7 . a.m
And the dark turns to light
Wasting health late in night clubs
'' Am i...
#apocalypse
#curse
#dystopian
#nightmares
#scifi
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Treason
#apocalypse
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Ghost of Giselle Haunts the Gallery After Lucifer’s Fire
#apocalypse
#art
#erotic
#love
#sensual
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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
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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
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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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V's "for visitors"
No negotiations, from strange creation's considered alien's, extraterrestrials higher dimensional, more than celestial human beings!!
Unknown aerial phenomenons, unidentifiable and seldomly seened!!
That have most of the population, under the illusion that they from, Mars!
Little martians who appear to be green 💚!!
Better yet to any Opponent and competitor!!
They are more like some predators!!
Camouflage like a chameleon cold blooded like a reptilian, cloaked in disguise in plain sight!!
With the help of...
Unknown aerial phenomenons, unidentifiable and seldomly seened!!
That have most of the population, under the illusion that they from, Mars!
Little martians who appear to be green 💚!!
Better yet to any Opponent and competitor!!
They are more like some predators!!
Camouflage like a chameleon cold blooded like a reptilian, cloaked in disguise in plain sight!!
With the help of...
#apocalypse
#luck
#nightmares
#dystopian
#curse
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Final countdown
Killing field in party town nothing sacred burn it down
Loot the stores, burn the cop cars innocence lost in this town
Drug wars spill in off the street into a little girls sleep
Wars are fought and mothers weep for the sons poured out too cheap
Planes and cars and murder vests to fill the quotas of death
Theft and murder rule the streets that pay the price of our meth
Children die before they are born to parents having fun
Wealthy rapist, name over the door, caught in the long run
Broken promises, lies and deceit it's just...
Loot the stores, burn the cop cars innocence lost in this town
Drug wars spill in off the street into a little girls sleep
Wars are fought and mothers weep for the sons poured out too cheap
Planes and cars and murder vests to fill the quotas of death
Theft and murder rule the streets that pay the price of our meth
Children die before they are born to parents having fun
Wealthy rapist, name over the door, caught in the long run
Broken promises, lies and deceit it's just...
#apocalypse
#dystopian
#freedom
#frustration
#risk
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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.
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
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DU Poetry : Poems About an Apocalypse by Top Critiquers