Best Horsemen Poems

On the black stallion of death,
Its red crimson eyes pierce through the night,
And the hell's beast breathes its hot brazen breath
Blazing against the darkness's chilling air!
Does he ride, this phantom of the dead,
Wielding vengeance's sword.
With one hand on the hilt of the blade,
The other arm...

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I saw the Four Horsemen -
the famous apocalypse guys.
They rode silently past neatly folded laundry,

They approached me in silence,
their breathe a rye and meadow wind.
Each of them in turn,

gliding ghostlike past where I sat,
watching steam on the mirror
grow cold.

War had no use for me,
past my...

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4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse

The last book of the Bible-Revelation, has intrigued and terrified many a reader in the last 2,000 years or so since it was penned.  If you don't like religious writings I suggest you check out of this one.  I...

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Part 1

Onion

the delicacy of friendship

I found you in the flowers
Standing tall we become one
Looking down from gangly towers
Squash, you burn, you pillage, son.

Follow me you say in tongues
Thy shallow mind reveal me tell
Whisper lies clean load the guns
I feel the burn I rot in hell

Friend...

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they walked along
weathered, carrying their guns;
like the four horsemen…

down to the O.K.
guns blazing, bullets flying;
smoke clears, the strong stand…...

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War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price o’ life.
Famine comes upon black horse 
fillin the gullet o’ Deaythe’s strife.

War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price o’ life
Power swings War’s blood red swuird
the weak an’ the old suffice.

War is just...

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At the sound of the first horn, the joke becomes ill,
And there is just no amount of comedic skill,
That can hide its indecency, but try he will,
And despite its poor taste, he will use it still.

Upon the second horn, The Heckler appears,
And the joke is...

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The Four Horsemen 

War - So much of it that goes on in the world, effecting numerous economies just to gain power and luxury trying to take over other territories even their own colonies. 

Death - In the past or present times millions of people...

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You know they are coming
See the dust in the air
Feel the ground tremble beneath your feet.
Can't quite see them
But you know they are there
Suddenly your face is white as a sheet.

The Horsemen are riding
Your world is ending
No use complaining it just isn't fair.
Swords scything down
Trumpeting...

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When told to tow the lines
In steno-scopic sight,
Rebellious of the signs
Fight for your right to fight.

Presented with the guff
That all shall be all-right,
Predictably it’s rough
Fight for your right to fight.

Narcissistically!

Opposability!

Demonstrability!

Vindicability!

Welcome to the kingdom
Where will is just a blight,
Just a severed symptom
Fight for your right to...

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Prancing proud, the horses come
	Hoofbeats loud sound thru the land
Marching to an unseen drum
	Beaten by an unseen hand

First a snow white horse drew nigh
	Whose rider held an ivory bow
He shot the stars from out the sky
	And dealt the sun a fatal blow

Next appeared a horse...

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The Four Knights 
		     
	    Together they rode the dark and muddied lanes,
	    Hoof-beats echo beneath the sullen trees,
	    Escaping from a soul just newly slain,
	    Forcing death on...

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Pestilence, Poverty, War and Disease
sweep this world with valiant ease.
They ride again as once long before,
hoping that they wont  come anymore.
Humanity has its minutes counted,
As the horsemen have already departed....

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Conquest
An endless cycle
Little men with little minds
Want to rule the world

War
History teaches
The one thing humans do best
Is kill each other

Famine
Human paradox
In a world of such plenty
People are starving

Death
Fact or prophecy
The human race is the next
Endangered species...

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Galloping, galloping from beyond the world’s end,
From the hand of God, the message they send.
Faint and distant, like the ticking of the clock
Man’s  indiscretions, the gate to unlock.

Galloping, galloping the closer they come.
Punishment and judgment, weighing the sum.
Wielding the sword and bearing the scale,
Our...

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