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Harsha Jun 2018
When I was younger I use to ponder
How I would one day prefer to flat line and expire
The most attracted option my forgone war bound mind could muster;  
Was in the event of a global nuclear holocaust
It brought me some well-deserved comfort due to the fact that
  As the residual fall out would inevitably eviscerate me
It shall also decimate everything I hate;
Second viable option was a similar scene straight out of Micheal Bay s Armageddon
Caught in the aftermath of a world killer; a horrific meteor shower
As it would undoubtedly bring about my decease and lay waste to this insufferable biosphere;
Thirdly my personal favourite choice to realize my own demise
Was through a carefully administered ****** overdose I surmise;
Induced in a state of perpetual ecstasy locked in a coma Comfortably numb,
making love then becoming one with oblivion
I think I prefer this choice in contrast to the first two selections
Mainly to avoid all that collateral damage that would directly result in the deaths of a few billion;
But mostly because been lucid awake and sober is an absolute nightmare
Been rooted to a state of utter obliviousness and intoxication are a welcoming pair
And I have reached the point of no return where I no longer care.
butterfly Jan 2018
barren trees
abandoned by fertility
i thirst the fresh morning dews
Freestyle Haiku Series 2018
Nosa Jan 2018
we're all blind, though we think we see

no one knows what's next, yet we predict
what is prediction without sight?

we're losing ourselves, unknowingly
destroying each other out of fear

fear of the future, yet we still predict
what is prediction out of fear?

we're unable to see, thereby unable to see the extinction

the extinction of humanity is in our hands and it's just begun
Cloak Oct 2017
The Grass Was Green
Back When The Air Was Clean
        Now It's Dull
        It's Uniqueness Null
        The Chem trails ****
The Grasses and Hills
         Faded Grass
Representing Our Past
A Clean Nation
With No Radiation
         Now We Happily **** The Earth
Our Stay only Curt
         Goodbye Mother Earth
I'm So Sorry It Hurts
One Day The Grass Will Be Green
         When The Human Plague Recedes...
The Grass Will Be Green
And The Oceans Be Clean
          When We Humans Die
          Maybe Mass Genocide?
          Our History Is A Crime
Please Forgive us Mother Earth
           For You were the one that we,
Hurt...
We must save you Gaia...
Pagan Paul Oct 2017
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It seems all around the world
something is happening to the girls.
The problem unto which I refer,
is their propensity to de-fur.

Deforestation is not so nice,
not for the humble ***** lice.
Extinction beckons for this bug,
for the want of a nice warm rug.

© Pagan Paul (2017)
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Seema Oct 2017
The ground looks hard and crumbed
Little water soaked up as swamp
Birds chatter and flee for food
This climactic change has done no good

Animals die as lack of vegetation
Most starve and die of malnutrition
Extinction of many, ARE WE NEXT?
Counting our paces along with the rest

The ozone depletes at a steady pace
Pollution piles up in many places
Over the news, barking of such situation
Yet just a few percent take any action

Education they say, educate to lessen pollution
So many educated, now developing poisonous solution
Natural air we breathe, is no longer pure
Air borne chrome, education digs more on cure!




©sim
"Money comes from paper, paper comes from trees
Trees give oxygen, intake carbon dioxide
Yet we destroy this natural source for money
Money gets people richer and powerful, thus
invest in making and testing new diseases on people, animals, environment. On success, then cure is also developed. Within this period, so much is lost. We are not far from extinction either...ARE WE!"
YH Sep 2017
Hear the oceans
that cry
swathed in morose.
See the trees
that wilt
adorned with dying figures.
Feel the incoming downfall
that earth
is warning us.

It is time
to take
vital awareness.

Our home is decaying.

— Y.H.

earth's lament,
gentle fervor.
as we are the own cause of the epidemic.

(c) Y.H.
NicoleRuth Jun 2017
Every morning she left the bed warm
The nightmares of her loss bled into the sheets
A ritual she endured every night
My soothing words too little help
The demons proved to be too strong
Those of regret always were
Not even my voice could chase them away
My fingers failing to awaken her
From this nightmare she lived in

She was a woman of unimaginable strength
A leader for the last dregs of us
The warrior meant t lead us all
To a place away from this nightmarish hell
One of extinction we were at the brink of

If only it made a difference
Her gift could only protect her so far
Her mind roamed free from its clutches
Endangering her very existence into the depths of madness
The 3 AM demons couldn’t be kept away
Years of training now failed me
And her too

I hope someday
One day she saves herself
Because none of us can
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