#endofworld
Here we go
The human race
They let it blow
Up in our face.
And here I stand
A final man
It all seemed planned
To end this way
And though I lie
On the verge
I cannot try
I cannot Urge
What gods remain
Up in the sky
What ending refrain
To my lullaby
So rest little soldier
Rest little man
Be strong like you're older
Pretend like you can
Stomach the rage
Stomach the pride
What ending refrain
To my lullaby
You fought for years
You killed for more
You've seen the tears
As your people tore
Through the borders
Through the lands
Tip the boulders
Kick the sands
You scream "go to hell!"
And kick the can
So here we stand
The last of days
Praying something
Would take the pain
And child you cry
You've seen the worst
Your blinded eye
You're feeling cursed
So Stomach the pain
Stomach the pride
What a ending refrain
To a lullaby
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 10:24 PM UTC
Through our bloodshot eyes we watched,
Worried for our kin.
"Trust not thy neighbor"
We whispered prayers
Private misconceptions of lonely rattled minds
The 5th of November
Is the day we all remember
A slowing, the Slowing
"We have no way of knowing"
The man cleared his dry throat,
and swallowed what little Silvia left.
"But we suspect that it will continue"
In the beginning of the end of our world
I remember watching.
Stores were soon empty
People hear the news, and they wanted to move
They scurried like small animals suddenly under a light.
But, there was nowhere on earth to go.
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
The stars, with all their power,
are falling like Himalayan roses.
Tonight the marble moon is burning,
mirroring the hazel flames in your eyes.
Soon the twin shadows of Gemini
will soar overhead.
While the world unravels
like a crimson dress,
tell me the moment—
the moment you knew life was good.
Dust storms, spirits, shadows
will bleed across the dawn.
Inside this truck let me cradle your heart;
beneath the darkness I’ll be your armor.
Up the sleeves of our feelings,
night no longer terrifies—
cling to the hem of my words
as streetlights spill over skin and memory.
Oh, these shadows, shadows, shadows…
I feel fear as fiercely
as I feel the fire in your eyes,
while the red sky drops like razor blades.
Until we’re clothed in a single flame,
tell me you belong to me.
There is only this night:
the marble moon in flames,
stars collapsing around us.
Turn the radio up—one last song—
and let its blaze of sound
meld perfectly with the fading.
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 10:46 PM UTC
I wish to fire
All planets I can reach,
Do even stars can tell what happens,
When universe is glitched?
Is matter fading?
Like me - fade in the dusts,
Seems like I've lost my spotless mind
In self-destruction rust.
My eyes are staring,
The silver rain shall pass,
The darker skies will open all its beauty -
This vision shall be last.
World is on fire -
I'm watching oceans burn,
The darker skies once radiant,
Mountains collapsed in storm.
And now I'm dying -
My scared mind's only thought,
But when I'm staring up at heavens,
I see - the thuth is far beyond.
Beyond bright starlight,
And cosmic coldest lights away,
If i could look behind the blinding suns,
I'd clearly see its cruel sway.
(inspired by OTWATM and Midnight Odyssey)
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 4:19 AM UTC
If this world
Is to end today;
I'd like mine Reyna to knoweth
I tryeth to showeth her mine love every day.
©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedicated/Reyna
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC