Apocalypse Poems - Poems about Apocalypse

...you can feel it can't describe it it is......Read the rest...

...Apocalypse nigh The angels of the four winds Change is coming soon.......Read the rest...

...Apocalypse kindles relighting the fire Malignant denominators melt from above Savior disdained pontificate’s stain Tomorrow endemic — in nuclear love (The New Room: March, 2024) ......Read the rest...

... Dear my missing puzzle piece, You're the rite of movement I know you don't even know me yet, But this year feels like an apocalypse, I've never felt so loved and low at the same time. I'll t......Read the rest...

...When Faith turns fanatic, When the mind, like a sponge soaked in dogma, When the lure of money overrides, When reason is hoodwinked With the promise of a Heaven in wait, A terrorist is bor......Read the rest...

...The vampire witnessed A. I starting; He thought ‘They’ll learn it’s a curse not to die.’ The computer could melt civilization, yet is willingly injected with all the secrets of humanity; ......Read the rest...

... Existential Exams By Mark D. Stucky Math problems, essay questions, multiple choice, fill in the blanks… Many are the tests we take from grade school through grad sch......Read the rest...

... Ash tree borer bugs add one more plague to the list when should we worry ......Read the rest...

...We're the most intelligent species Solely by our own admissions So why do we continue making Such apocalyptic decisions......Read the rest...

...To my life that betrayed the butterflies~ within my chrysalis mind, forgive my flawed dialect, I no longer look upon sakura skies, awaiting a ray of fluffy lies, I’m more than j......Read the rest...

...A sand weight walking in a noon Slumber stutter and sun moon fiasco Lit morning and walking in shrill Not many come keeping away the judge As finally roaming as a sand world casted The REM moods......Read the rest...

... Chirpy birds disturb my deep sleep. Sky pastels reflect in a somber ashen tinge. Sun seems to be lost in a floating mist, cloaking wet slates and chimney smoke. As lamp lights reflect......Read the rest...

...it is coming he is coming they are coming Apocalypse or Christ returning? windstorm or angels? I am unsure, but know one thing I am not prepared in any way......Read the rest...

... Wind lowers it's head-stream, earthbound, battle helmet of direction-secured. True Hermes holding a riddled scroll, temperature, tempered, phalanx wall to litmus count the cull. Non-rela......Read the rest...

... It's the apocalypse of the antipoetic, some are apoplectic, instead of apologetic, this is no diplomatic 'dead poet's society', but the anxiety results in notoriety, increasing dubiet......Read the rest...