Armageddon Poems

Armageddon It

When End of Days marked every soul,
The Bells from Hell, as well, would toll.
This mad prophesy, sadly written,
Had the Devil badly smitten.

We had to face the flames and fires,
Thick with smoke and funeral pyres.
Fought on the beach and desert sand,
Well, at least, it wasn't hand to hand.

All the beasts were barking for blood,
It was feast,

spitty splashing of pitty patter sun-washed lemons,

 spitty splashing of pitty patter sun-washed lemons,
the sun rises instead to the shade of the apple trees
Hello nuke in the sky, its an experience to say Hi,
cracking my last case of beer until ashes I'll die.......
wisdom dictates I'll be lost to the flesh as a fact,
among all the memorial moments as I pass away.
Inner

Strange Love

Feathers for bird museum,
None see 'em,
Home was sweet,
Strangelove repeat....

(12 word poem).

Atmospheric Elocutions For Surviving Armageddon

Atmospheric Elocutions For Surviving Armageddon 

Elocution lessons for the morality police 
Persecution of those not callously elite
Convolution of the elongation of the technique 
Revolution from the poor, downtrodden and bleak 

Ageless reckonings that are born from conscious defiance 
The rage less beckoning of a protest in non-violence 
The senseless converting to a reflective space of

Armageddon

 A battle set for a place and time
 Millions gather armed and ready
  Distant trumpets sound end times chime
 Victory is assured already
 The ground will get a crimson hue
 As prophecy comes into view
   The world shall know
 Whose kingdom has  Glory to show
 The battle's over, victory divine

Armageddon, Lyrics

Broken souls and disillusioned dreams.
(Drowning in a sea of dread…)
Broken toys and angels without wings.
(Fragile things…)
Weep for the fallen brothers and infants without mothers.
(No light, hopes where broken…)
Pained tears encompass the empyreal rays.
(No more days…)
Pompous worlds painted in a destitute haze.
(Where are we now?)
Transmogrified in the iron flood.
(Wash me clean…)
Transmogrified in the spilled blood.
(Still we

Countdown To Armageddon

Gunpowder
was to ‘Little Boy’
as a whisper
to a shout

Forever changed
the world remains
enslaved
— unto its rout

(The New Room: February, 2025)

Armageddon is Here

Her eyes filled up the way they do when she is predicting madness
We try not to take her words literally, for she is theatrically over-the-top
Armageddon, she told us, the armies are gathering now for end of times
Who to tell first? The father who abandoned her at eight.
She scoffed, thinking how strange it was that she

Armageddon, for evil'

If you are disillusioned use what you can, put not your trust in self-seeking men.' Or women for that,.In all events will not
Do.!! We need Jesus.' And also do our neighbours this
Is (the whole world through!) If you are honest to you
Look at the signs upon this earth.' And call to the only
One..Who is faithfull

Armageddon

Turned on the TV to see what they'd say
There's crowds in the streets all around the UK
Shelves being ransacked at Tesco all day
It's happening too in the U S of A

My TV depicting an end, clearly near
With Donald Trump there and Brexit right here
Then back to the masses, although it’s unclear
Whether it's panic or madness

Future After 1984

"Four"

Four
With that word, the world came to an end
In flames of nuclear power
That man did send
Death 
Swept through Eastasia and Eurasia
The scale was tipped by one last breath 
Oceania’s 
Pride 

Three
Three giants threw spears at each other
A scorching war destined to be 
And Big Brother 
Died
Nuclear sunlight beamed through cracked glass
Waking up the proles, who

Armageddon

Jerusalem
Bethlehem be
Amen whole world

Leopards are one,
the sun-gone now
dark bond till day.

Who won, who cares
who lost--there's no
answers, just sleep.

Multipy, naught
divide, but, add
begot - a world.

Our lives we must
lean on trust first,
a just new world.

... no need to start, pray and keep the faith.

After

Day One

The bomb when it fell sent the planet to hell 
With unrestrained retaliation 
The damage was done and the end had begun
With no hope of human salvation

I woke with a scream from that God awful dream
And took my wife into my arms 
My thoughts were of lust but she crumbled to dust
And she didn’t

The Armageddon

We are in abyss
Of brink of Armageddon,
If peace halt, not shown.

Drowning Garden

In the final week they still swept their floors.
A gate was mended on the third last day -
the people in the village so stuck in their way,
that some, in leaving, even locked their doors
as if to keep back the dam tide -
frail wooden levees that will not hold.
They die hard: the habits of old,
and cannot

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