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Man Jan 29
sizzling hot, melted rock
rise up
from the earth, split twain
a cracked moon, breaking soon
resting neatly
overhead
the sky turns purple
the stars go out
it is night
for everything foreseeable
Beanie Jan 9
There’s a siren wailing
And the man on TV
Keeps mentioning doomsday.
The newspaper headlines
All let us know it’s the end.
As the world crashes down
There is one comfort left.
I put on my favorite earrings,
The ones you bought me,
And you pull on your coat.
Taking you in my arms
Is all I have left,
So in this final evening,
This eleventh hour,
I bring you to dance in the streets,
To enjoy a final moment before
The show starts and the world ends.
I move in close to you,
And whisper my secrets in
Your ear, but my final secret
I press to your lips as
Our very essence is set aflame.
Inspired by a boy I like and the song "As the World Caves In" by Matt Maltese
Seranaea Jones Nov 2020
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-No need in worrying about some huge
"Billiard God" situated behind the Moon
with a pool stick, thus rendering it possible
to count the lunar craters with relative ease
as it approaches Earth—

( they have already checked,
there is nobody back there )

-Best not concern ourselves about collisions
with dinosaur droppings laid in your path as
they stomp about in pursuit of small vehicles
for an easy meal—

( as they were effectively wiped off the face 
of this planet by the droppings of much
larger space rocks )

-Pointless babbling about Poseidon's
release of the Kraken upon our cities—

( as the Romans had abolished such religions
in favor of one palatable enough for the
populace to digest, as opposed to
being digested by said elements
of the aforementioned faith )

-And finally, no cause for alarm if your
particular candidate —for whatever office—
fails to receive enough votes to win his/her
seat in this year's Election, regardless of
your religious or political affiliations—

As This Country has seen
The End of the World
numerous times,

and Will Continue,
just like it has done
for many decades,

Because—

We have seen Worse...



© 2020


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Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2020
After the doomsday
Our relationship
Wasn't much left

My heart turned into a barren wasteland
No signs of life

Zero survivors

All feelings that used to flood my body had fallen victim to the slow disease poisoning my flesh called heartbreak

There was a deadly epidemic
No emotion was spared
Widespread and timely demise
From the word "goodbye"

Now living through each day is torture

Within a huge desert landscape I roam
To find a way to repopulate my soul with happiness again

The apocalypse ended up being a real *****
Feedback?
Nicolas Ashbaugh Jul 2020
It had drizzled before
But this time, it was darker even more
Barely any light
This time it looks like it is going to pour
Nothing good in sight
Everything feels like a chore

This sun is away
It is getting darker every day
And the rain is getting harder

This feels like the center of the storm
Everything now feels warm
I now feel happier than ever
No feeling, whatever

Uh oh, the clouds are back
I stepped on a tack
Have an arch in my back
Got punched in the sack
Felt a smack
I need to attack
My life’s a wreck
Oh my neck

I have to think, got to focus
Or my life will go unnoticed
The rain is pounding even harder
My life is off kilter

O now I see the light
I am such a delight
It is getting better
I am now less wetter

Oh now the storm is back
I stepped on a tack
Have an arch in my back
Have I said this before
Oh, I’m a bore
Oh no, I’m not sad
I promise, I’m not sad
Look I’m smiling
I’m not crying

It’s just that the rain is piling
The clouds are compiling
Nothing is exciting
I’m simply surviving
No, I’m not lying
Wow was that lightning

The storm struck him
Now, it’s not so grim
Yes he died, he got fried
But please try to stay alive
Give your friends a yelp or a whelp
If you are struggling, go seek help
The discussions and recitations of my poems are on my YouTube channel Vindex's Vids
Nicolas Ashbaugh Jul 2020
Act fast
Leave now
You’re not the last
For the river is coming to plow

There’s a path
Yes right there
Cross now or feel the wrath
Unless you dare to face the river

It is not too late
Please, do not let me wait
For there’s a river beside you
Which you cannot swim through

You’re ankle deep in water
Not enough yet to falter
Please just take my hand
Or you won’t be able to stand

This sandy road
Is about to wash away
The river has not slowed
There is no time to delay

Look right behind
There’s a crowd of raging fire
It is half of mankind
To get across, they aspire

Don’t let them burn you
For they can turn you
Don’t get caught in their flame
Cause it will be you everyone will blame

The water is now up to your waist
So you have little time left
Just increase your great haste
To which you can attest

I see you slipping
You’re chin, it is dipping
The fire is on your hair
There will be blood everywhere

I can’t go in
I can not save you
The flood takes those with sin
I thought you knew
Don’t let the river take you
Amanda Kay Burke May 2020
So soon the end of mankind will come
Machines will learn
Hear them hum
Attack us humans in the dead of night
Until that day gets here I'll sit and write
Just a silly little piece I wrote after watching iRobot
Carlo C Gomez Nov 2019
Room and pillar
Let me be your guiding shaft
Atmospheric pressure
Let me be your natural draft

Atticus Finch
Let me be your inner last laugh
Cold determiner
Let me be your unsuspecting half

The sign in the window says
Closed until the light of day

Broken bone
Let me be your sling and marrow
Agitated Polaire
Let me be your tight-laced narrow

Confounded Plath
Let me be your children's tomorrow
Germ warfare
Let me be your biological sorrow

The word on the street is
Nothing's gonna change until the light of day

Open minefield
Let me be your measured step
***** mother
Let me be your usual suspect

Unwanted child
Let me be the tears when you last wept
Unwanted immigrant
Let me be the ground where you last slept

The writing on the wall signals
Critical times until the light of day

lumière du jour
Chérie
tanvi sharma Nov 2019
What makes me hate humans so much ? its the fact that they ruined everything;
i hate the fact that i will never take in fresh ,unpolluted air into my lungs.
that every time i take a deep breath it tastes like smoke
that when i look up at night i barely see stars
that when i look down,all i see is tar
that the birds i used to watch all day  are slowly going away
that the insects which wandered this garden are no more there
that the tree in front of my house now gives less flowers
that when it doesn't rain it looks like all plants are covered with flour
that the news these days is full of suffering sea animals
that every other place is being used for dumping chemicals

that humans.......... are the worst of all;
i hate this feeling inside me that fears a loss of connection,the connection with nature .
i fear more that ever because earlier at least i had hope but now it just feels impossible to make a difference in a world where people care more about their profile picture than the beauty of nature.
sometimes i get this dark thought:i want to watch when the world ends.
actually ,i believe the world wont end only humans will,and i want to take pleasure in that site.
maybe i am just being too aggressive about it but i truly hate humans;
they are,in my opinion,destructive intruders;
they are the perfect example of "too much of everything is harmful",which in their case is - brain.
they just spoil and destroy and manipulate according to their wants,and then go around throwing their morals.
Juhlhaus Oct 2019
At the brink of worlds I could
Hear hammer blows on coffin wood
Drink headline ink 'til doomsday falls
Taste newsprint paste on gray cell walls
Fissures deep in split flesh stung
With gritted teeth and muted tongue
Where endings chewed in unplacid fever
Slake only the fat of the world-eaters
All worlds end.
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