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Seema Sep 2017
...and the heavens will open
To let the angels fall
The myths will again be spoken
When people would raise their hands to call
The GENERATOR of this entire universe
Please rewind and reverse
The OPERATOR of this entire universe
Please remove this curse
The DESTROYER of this entire universe
Please have mercy as I chant your name in a verse
Dear GOD, don't let the angels perish,
And have the humans die
Why has this day come?, tell me this is a lie
If this is a dream, I shall pinch myself to scream
But as I look up towards the sky,
I see grinning clouds and a hollow rim
Almost like as if I can spy into the heavens gate
I sense the rush of crowds to their deadly fate
I've lost being a sane, everything looks so plain
In pain, many slain, people cry and claim
The remains of their loved one's on the ground
Why am I spared to witness such a havoc surround?
Why am I not dead? , what has led me here?
As I stumbled over a skeletal remains laying near
A gist of feel, a terrible outcry of fear
I've been dead, seems almost a year
Now, few things I see quite clear
End of this world is near
Soon no one will be left to even shed a tear...


©sim
Global warming, weaponry tests, wars, scavengers.
BladeRunner Aug 2017
I can feel insanity stroking my head \ And holding me tighter than you ever did \ I swear \ I feel it \ Walking talking looking around \ Softly wrapping around me \ Tearing me apart \ Hiding me in places I do not know how to find \ Stroking my head even harder

and taking over my life-
Rosa Lía Elías Aug 2017
for every tear
that slides across my face
a smile is preparing
to bloom in it’s place.
© Copywrite Rosa Lía Elías
Tear Drop Aug 2017
***: I think I like you.
ILY: I love you.
***: Why did you cheat on me?
KMS: I'm killing myself, bye.
Batool Aug 2017
"What hurts the most ?"
he asked.
"autumn touched heart
in the midst of spring."
she said.
Vale Luna Aug 2017
I gave you my love
My soul - my heart
But the words you speak
Seem to tear me apart.
Colm Jul 2017
Inanimate
How much easier it would be, to be
Or so at least I like to think
When my mind runs away from the building of me
Like a brick I fall
Like a block I sink
Hopefully back into place
But if it's not for me
Would you tear me apart God brick by brick?
And build me as I was meant to be?
Not all that I do...is rooted in truth or humility. RIP.
Jayantee Khare Jul 2017
I wonder,
even when
i am drinking tears,
why my lips and throat
are drying of
dehydration
...
If a puzzle was his peer
and a parallelogram was his shirt
while his tangency threw his belt
where his shoes kept aground
and his step to rather George didn't tarnish him;
with the steeples in bay windows on near side of the street to worship a gathering of wisdom where he'd praise mackerels
and the president with a gray suit.
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