Day Of Reckoning Poems - Poems about Day Of Reckoning

Carbon started the show for life on earth to grow and form fossils below. Modern man in the know made fossil liquor flow. Then mass combustion grow. Carbon to see-o-two. Waste gas discharge to blue. Each day more of it spew. The air choked with foul brew. Man argues what to do now judgement day is due....

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day of reckoning inevitability ... control alt delete 8/19/2022 Poetry form: Senryu (for you and me too)...

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A day of reckoning awaits the world, more mystical and far more terrifying. Where we go, we all go with our soul, To the judgment place of reckoning. Justice for all, hope for those still waiting For retribution on grooming gangs, child exploitation and human trafficking, the ground beneath moves into the sands. Uncertain times, the inconsistency of minds the rise in...

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The Day of Reckoning, thunder, and rain, In the deluge of her teardrops, pain, she yearned to end, Yet, end never came; her tears ran out, Her soul, with the torrent, transmigrated to drought, Standing amidst the Apocalypse, her silence - shout! Somewhere in parched wilderness, a blade of grass - sprout, Gently she touched, the...

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The lightning crashed into a billowing sky, The wind swept trees struggled to stand, Would appear we have made mother nature cry, Across all the hills and valleys and every land. Nothing above the earth was safe from her winds, No man or beast had ever witnessed this before, It was as if she was making us pay for our sins, Today...

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Tis his pity Day of days to cry. Day of reckoning that will be When we all stand guilty Before throne of mercy Our eternal destiny To decide Is he....

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The hours they pour Grains spotlight each moment That plundered a life Then lied to deny The hours pour down And tides do reveal The Judge sees the heart Hidden from men...

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The day the trees shed;oh' my The day the water ran red;Bled? The day disease spread;Throughout The day those that were already dead pled;For Sympathy? The day we have read;The prophecy The day The prophets said;"The day of judgement is here!" The day the righteous found there guide;"First they enter correct?" The day the well dried;"Not one drop left?. The day the plants...

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Wind lashes into me, no softer than a cat o’ nine tails. The rope swinging like a fallen halo. Fear of death was never resident in me, I thought I knew my final resting place, But now. What now. If only you had not abandoned me. Or did I abandon you. The moment I plundered his body of life breath. She...

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Why can't you just let me burn? I have to because it's my turn My day of reckoning has come And my pain has just begun My eyes are open, now I see Everyone has just been using me No love only lots of hate The devil is waiting, we've got a date I can hear the screaming, no I won't cry It's my...

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Wood for glass the shop fronts hide in poster covered shame And paper blows like tumbleweed in streets bereft of blame The constant dustbowl winds of change howl ‘business now decamped’ As recession pounds familiar grounds, and poverty dims the lamps. Dirty streets, and closed down stores, a death toll marks their time While apathy and bankruptcy, like blood...

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Above bleak pastures, A cobalt coliseum: Warriors are unleashed. · Aggressive brave clouds, Battle for the dominance: Vanquishment is vague. · Conquest of power, Clash of divine elements: Battle in the sky. · Sun and clouds collide, On a battlefield landscape: The land prays for reign. · The golden swords pierce, As injured clouds hemorrhage: Pelting the pastures. · With sharp swords of light. The golden gladiator: Obtains victory....

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One summer hot, clear day, It was time to deal with dirty laundry. In silence, with a countenance of stone, unrevealing deep emotions, things of necessity were done. She hung bleached-white sheets out on the line to dry, then, turning to him, her iron will broke, storm clouds rose, her eyes accused, yet, all she could say was; “Don’t leave.”...

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It is the Day of Reckoning. Every tree, every cloud, every insect stares at you. Which one will you follow?...

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