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NicoleRuth Apr 2015
Imagine a world,
one with everything you know
coming to an end.
All those faces,
both familiars and unknown
perishing.
What would you do
if you knew,
your world was dying?
Who
would you save if you could?
and who?
would you leave,
for deaths heavy jaws to clamp on?
my first attempt at novel writing begins!....lets see how this goes...fingerz crossed
Michael Falls Mar 2015
The world will end in fire or storm,
If given the choice I'd choose the storm.
Go out with a bang is what they say,
Better to drown than to burn.
Yet I can't help but wonder,
Isn't the storm almost the same as fire?
Electricity coursing through your veins,
You fry from the inside.
In the end you'll either be deep-fried or crispy and burnt.
Maybe one'll be wetter than the other,
But in the end, we'll all be dead.
Jordan Chacon May 2014
"Ragnarök"
    It sates itself on the life-blood
    of fated men,
    paints red the powers' homes
    with crimson gore.
    Black become the sun's beams
    in the summers that follow,
    weathers all treacherous.

    Do you still seek to know? And what?
    
Brothers will fight
    and **** each other,
    sisters' children
    will defile kinship.
    It is harsh in the world,
    whoredom rife
    —an axe age, a sword age
    —shields are riven—
    a wind age, a wolf age—
    before the world goes headlong.
    No man will have
    mercy on another.
Sometimes wish it will come already
Kai Mar 2014
there is no one at fault
except for the plates trembling below
swiping our soul as one
to gobble it up
suffocate our pores
let the screams turn up
and taste-bud-dots peel
there is nothing left to sense
but the barren soil
while the last engine pops
and the final bell rings
the church has set free
all the old taken things

— The End —