Best Judgement Day Poems
My Judgement Day is nigh at hand...
The outcome... far from certain.
Where some have claimed a piety...
Having peeked behind the curtain.
I've loved and lost... been tossed...
The winds of chaos at my back.
I've brokered kindness as a currency...
But still the Hounds attacked.
The slings and arrows of misfortune
Have been their own reward.
Did I rise to meet the challenge?
Will my service be ignored?
So on that day... that special day
When I answer for my deeds.
I trust the test is not too onerous
With the belief I might succeed.
But alas... I have scant information
About my future time and space.
My only hope... the question asked...
'Is the world a better place?'
The End
when judgement day comes
where will you stand how will you answer
when the questions are asked
by the seven heavenly angels sitting in judgement
what did you do to make the world a better place
did you love or hate your life and others
were you a good parent and a good person
were you a heartless felon
did you commit a crime or crimes
did you do illegal drugs or drink alcohol to excess raising your middle finger
to the life God gave to you
did you bring harm to others
did you accept Jesus as your personal savior
how will you answer these questions and more
will your answers open the gate to heaven
or will the judgement be to send you to hell
will the light of heaven show you the way to your salvation for eternity
or will the fires of hell light your way for eternity
Do you have any idea about your destiny?
Dennis Davis August 26, 2019
Judge me not..
You had never walked in my shoes..
Felt my joy..
My pain..
Judge me not..
Cast your burning spell
Inflicting pain..
For my heart only radiates love..
An ocean of compassion streaming beautifully..
Judge me not..
Deceived by the image in the mirror..
On the surface..
An image is only an illusion of what is not truth..
Within the image there is truth..
Powerful light inside..
A magnitude of light that illuminates the entire sky..
Judge no more..
Blinded by the light..
you must set your spirit free..
Freedom and acceptance no longer lacks..
Embrace the golden light..
Then..
Banished are the judgements..
A figment of one's imagination..
Judgement day..
No more..
They turned me away from Hell's Gate
Said I was too much of a reprobate
Said earth deserved me, and I deserved it
Besides, demons were on strike, wouldn't fire the pit.
So I went back to earth, a few memories erased
Looked for money to steal, lives to waste
Set up shop with like minded hoods
Took what wasn't ours, got away with the goods.
Then the strike was over, so a demon made a sell
He said we have a spot for you, down in hell
But I replied, "the government steals more
At least I'm aware I'm corrupt to the core."
"Twisted souls parrot the latest dreck
"On the turn of a dime, good men shot in the neck
"Take the other guys first, then we'll talk about me."
The demon thought, then had to agree.
So I may look old, but I still steal
Hurting the little guy retains its appeal.
My friends are hoods, and thugs, and punks
But hell can be selective for the other skunks.
The demons never came back for me
Hell was overflowing, over-capacity
So many applicants, such a waiting line
Before they get to me, it will be a long time.
I now ask for forgiveness...from you and from all.
Only God knows my heart...whether it's big or it's small.
You won't know that he is here...not like some of the others.
If you choose to look down...on your sisters and brothers.
We should all be humble...and ready to kneel.
When the good lord comes back...for his last big reveal.
he said unto them.ido not need this world.
The Judgement Day
The Shaking and quaking of earth, the splitting and blasting of heavens
The undeniable promise of the Lord shall happens
Unmounting of the mountains and outbursting of the fountains
The signs no one will question again
Impregnating the Pregnant earth and women
Happening of the irrefutable Event in Sudden
Every breathing soul and living beings as a whole
Meeting their fate , no way of escape from the Parole(One that is Promised)
Fleeing from the Brother, nursling kid and women
The man, nursing mother and the husband
Deeds or misdeeds however small it may be
will not be left unrewarded, indeed
That day the order of the Lord will prevail
Thine decisions , no one dare to rival(challenge)
The inequalities and injustice, will be equalized all
The idols of the infidelity will have a down fall
Muhammad Imtiaz
What was sadder - my missing his passing,
Or my eschewing his saintly advice?
A precocious young man in his prime, with
A score of years on humanity's edge,
I was resolute to travel beyond.
My fate was sealed by Priority Mail -
No one could deter me, let alone the...
Old priest who had seen something good in me.
My life beckoned like chum in a dead sea;
I was torn tween' my mentor and hunger.
Lusting for an untold reality
I left never shedding a tear that night.
I was showered with material wealth;
Yet something was missing, I knew not what.
In a dream a vision beckoned to me;
It showed me the folly of my new ways.
Two days more in an ominous letter
I learned my best friend would pass very soon.
I knew what I must do and do it now;
I knew in my heart where I had to be.
As I thought hard over what I would say -
Time I got to town destiny had changed.
And my sage mentor I would never see.
Now they call me Father, we are as one.
June 14, 2017
I can’t stand to look you in the face
Yes my Lord, I am a disgrace.
I’ve lived my life in sin
And I’m afraid to say this is the end.
For today is “Judgement Day”
And I’m most definitely not shouting hip hip hurray!
Yes, I am a sinner, a liar, and a thief
But absolutely no one has ever knocked my belief.
I hope this is enough to get me through the gate
But only he, my Lord and savior, can decide my fate.
Yes, today is “Judgement Day” and I’m looking around this place,
Everyone has the same terrified look on their face.
I can only assume where I’m going and it’s not where I’m hoping.
I know my past, so I’m getting ready for this hot flash.
Sooner or later it’s me.
I’m next in line.
I shake; I shiver, even let out a little tiny quiver.
Here I am getting judged on this day.
Man, oh man
What a price I’m about to pay.
Judgement Day
The misconception about this day
Is that it’s just one day
Well today
You’re gonna hear the truth
Now you can take it or leave it
But this is what I was sent here to do
Following the war of Armageddon
The earth will morn
It will begin the thousand year process
Of being restorn
For those who survive Armageddon
Hope will be your first born
Now let’s not confuse this moment in time
A day is a thousand years in God’s eyes
And if the wages of sin is death
Then that means
He won’t judge you on what you did before you died
So when the scrolls open,
It doesn’t read your past
It’s a new requirement that you must obey
So the earth you can reap at last
So no, you won’t be standing in a line
He will judge you on what you choose to do
During that time
It’s like a chance at redemption
A chance to be a part of a perfect condition
You’ll see your dead loved one and
The past!
You won’t even mention
The earth will be restoring from the years
Of evil and pain
Cleaning out it’s core
Regenerating – becoming exactly like before
And even when witnessing and seeing all this proof
People will still deny divine force
Yes. And the 144,000 will rule as kings
Don’t believe me its in the verses at Revelation 14.
He has delegated this work in progess
Organized in a way you’ve never seen
And if you don’t heed the word
You will be destroyed
And you wont inherit the earth like the meek
So I say this
Get your mind right and you can
Experience bliss
Cause once the blaze is kindled
And he asks you to keep your head bowed low
You better conform
And if not you gon’ miss the boat
Now this day will come
It’s a time you cant prevent
But I can guarantee that no one
Will suffer eternal torment
Except the Devil, the one He throws in the abyss
There is hope to fill the silence
And there is another chance
That’s why he died for our sins in advance
You’ve been warned now
So make sure you got a solid plan
Not Judgment Day
I awoke with a start, still in my bed.
All of the images locked in my head.
Standing before Him, the "Book of Life" in His hand.
He said, "It is not judgment day, you'll soon understand."
The Book is laid open, my name carved inside.
He beckons, "Come closer there is nothing to hide.
I know your shortcomings, your ins and your outs.
That is not what this day is about."
"It seems you are concerned with the judgment of others.
You scorn the sins of your sisters and brothers.
I bring you here to point out some facts.
To bring your attention to your own sinful acts."
"There was a man on the street and you looked down your nose.
He was hungry and lonely and wore tattered clothes.
I urged you to stop..or say a quick prayer,
but you kept right on walking as if he weren't there."
" A friend was in pain over her daughter's abortion.
You listened and prayed with her but your mind was in motion.
(The girl is immoral, white trash, a lost cause.)
Then, you added murder to the list without pause."
"Did you drop to your knees, send me a prayer,
or think to ask, "Lord, are you there?"
"No, You raised her sin above all the rest.
In your mind you list them from the worst to the best."
"I forgive you when you slander and blame,
break my commandments, use my name in vain.
You're guilty of gossip, vanity, pride.. and much worse.
You tell little white lies, you're a glutton, you curse."
Only I can know what a heart truly holds,
If they might repent and reach lofty goals."
Your job is to listen, to pray, and send them home.
The Judgment rests here; It is MINE alone."
If I knew I'd live forever
I'd never send a poem out.
No poem ever comes with
ten fingers and ten toes
so I’d keep revising, add
what's missing, remove
what shouldn’t be there
and put in the right fillip.
One can only write
while the sun streams in
because too soon
the moon comes out
and in the dark
one can’t fix a thing.
Once you’re dead
your poems live on,
warts and all, naked
on a sheet of foolscap
or afloat in cyberspace
for all to read and fault.
It’s Judgment Day.
Donal Mahoney
HERE COME THE JUDGE...THANK GOD
I watch the tumbling waters
and ever present ocean spray
upon the land sons and daughters
lift their hands in praise to pray
The earth is once again renewed
all things that harm are gone
all those who walk in Love conclude
they are where they all belong
In the zenith of the day
with skill their talents seek
gifts in men do show the way
the inheritance of the meek
The earth it’s riches freely gives
and the wolves dwell with the sheep
together calves and lion lives
no violence shall living keep
Gods love the face of nature shape
within exists no breathing thing to fear
those who do Gods war escape
will no more be shedding tear
A thousand years will Jesus reign
before Lucifer is released
imprisoned was he in Jah’s chain
for the keeping of the peace
And lead he will the final war
along with those deceived
from fire of God he’ll exist no more
and those who him believed
What is truth to finite man
who know within short time to stand
all know they live within the fall
and eternity imprinted upon us all
A child shall die an hundred years old
and the sinner will not escape
as all mankind is now God’s fold
and our choice will our future shape
sources Isaiah 11 & 65 Revelation 20
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I dreamt, the grim wrath of judgment day
And took my place among the exalted ministries,
The divisional angel, with stygian face of mysteries;
Was fiercely maze, in oblivion, and resurrect fey,
My pang shame exalted with each known face I saw,
Never say my sins; but among squalid: abortion-amorous;
Those that trance in crimson, and debauch-lucious,
I felt the reality of stygian doom, and the heavens allure,
Waking up, I had lived half my years on earth,
Thinking about nothing but vanity insidious,
And the incessant emptiness paddling my faith chaos,
Infinity is for time, not you cowed by youth,
And me by indignant fate, the list obscene:
Was unexplained; till uncertain grave forlorn.