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Be yourself one of the light Be yourself one of the night Begger or demander of the stars Worker or waster of the hours Difference is not when comes the end The time of last is your judgment All parts earth are mortal and will weary The shepherds will turn restless to madness Saddening the wise and smiling the devil Slayers of kin they turn and find only loss Bells will forever toll for the coming fire The fire that will rain from the angry heavens When the world halts in its fully aged shadow All things earthly depleted for toxic luxury Humans ceaselessly living in their dark arts Winds from silent howl to rage do they roar The ground thunders in nature's quake Oceans and rivers of fire smother all to ruin No more sinners thrive in power As they flee like insects from the swatter Their kin's blood stained on their souls The world's blood spilt on their account The sun's light shuts off and sight is only black Almighty horror emerges out of the sun's corpse Beyond the clouds of lightning is a portal The gates to nothingness have been opened The world has heard its call for the end Into the void will creation be undone And the fallen angels too will descend Fearing the arrival of the Master Himself All that has been has ended But those that be with evil live For they shall face the last judgment Out of the endless void He comes His voice utters terror inside the demons And leaves them to rot in eternal naught
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 11:57 PM UTC
Master Of The Void
I’m right in between The man with the horse’s head And the horse with the elephant’s skin As kaleidoscope-eyed insects are crawling all around me In the distance I see green valleys A paradise regained Where beauty is not only in the eye of the beholder But there for all to see But I’m stuck here in the inferno Where ghouls are the least of my problems My attention grabbed by the walking set of teeth And the fire-breathing bird-like herd. For in here the owls are not what they seem And creatures near me are eerily freakish While my eyes are set on the lush lands ahead I’m stuck in the middle of the gruesome and the dead
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 5:44 AM UTC
The Last Judgment
God doesn't love me he never did Even from the start as a little kid I was so innocent Or maybe just ignorant I don't know which But stepdad threw the switch And I was neither this nor that My soul just went splat I hit a wall so hard and strong I would forever always be wrong No matter what choice I made It all ended up so decayed This life is no fun I live it far from the Sun But I could never hurt anyone So why is it so That upon my soul That the sorrow it grows And the stale wind blows How could God hate me so much That my life would turn out as such That the agony just grows In the memories that it's sows Makes me wish this life was no more I'm hollow to the core I don't want to hurt any more So take this living corpse of mine In all of its great decline Do with it what you wish For it never will see any bless So use it up and spit it out Because after all isn't that what love's all about Because that's all I've seen In the 47 years that I've gleaned So use me now, or use me latter You'll always be just a hatter In this mind of mine there is no doubt That this thing called life I want to bow out And forever be no more And settle the score I want to stand on that judgement day And hear what God really has to say Let him look me in the eye Let him see me cry From all that he did not save me from And why he left me here so numb That all I can do is shout Is this what love is all about!
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Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 10:31 PM UTC
God Doesn't Love Me
Cut down with a butcher’s smile — Meet me at the corner of personal Regret, with everything I have at stake Hand me a full plate for Judgment Day Heavy with excuses, polished by prayer — Where man learns to survive, feeding Themselves on their own lies A butcher’s knife cold, a warm smile; For the cleanest hands belong to the _Dirtiest deeds._
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Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 3:02 PM UTC
The Hygiene of Sin