Best Apocalyptic Poems

This contest style’s description is one I’ve never heard
I’m unfamiliar with that particular word 
An internet search comes up empty 
However, others seem to have...

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Incite the words that take me through
Unload your fears and call them truth
Stand up and consecrate your hate
Follow along, or die alone in debate

Just look...

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Pitch Dark Rain: Apocalyptic

vanished polar ice
oceans’ currents all askew. . . .
skylines blaze scarlet

comes a scathing wind
scorching land left not immersed. . . .
waters turn...

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Earths red crust shudders
Skyline crackles purple forks
Famine feet flurry

My willow tree scorched
Lunar eclipse eternal
Barefoot beach walk dream

Volcanic ash views
A black season treelines crunch
Whimpered solo bark

Stagnant...

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Apocalyptic sight

 

Six pairs of Homeric children’s eyes
Over the tomb of ice gray world
Multiply my infinite sorrow into sins with no eyes or ears
In tangents...

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Has Granny gone batty?
She tells us of love,
Of flowers and trees  
And a thing called a ‘dove’.
But none of these things exist now today,
Since...

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These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...






Beast 666
by Michael R. Burch

“... what rough beast ... slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?”?W. B. Yeats

Brutality is...

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Sand paper shores *******he seasons to shift into a new dawn. I believed the skies would forever hold their pillows damp with the rain, along...

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Blessed is he that readeth, and they that hear (Rev 1:3)
And the dead that die in the Lord (Rev 14:13).
Blessed is he that watches and...

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the nuclear snakes
   slither into disaster
warheads waiting 
   in the dithering wings

~~~!~~~X~~~#~~~>>>

light explodes
darkness erupts
fiery projectiles 
  obliterate without mercy



the reptilian...

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By: Liam Wilson

Deep she lurks within me
My craft she does infuse
The dreadful siren’s call
Apocalyptic Muse

Rises with the Autumn
With torpor slumber blues
And bade me record her...

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The way is not seen
The blinding lights are heavy
Covering my eyes 
Long lines of saints and sinners
This world is nearing an end...

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How far down do you need to go_
~to stand face to face and toe to toe_
~with that no-good son of a so and so?
Taking not...

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In the Future, there will be no rose meadows, a desolate barren hellscape of ecocide normalized. The bleakness of reality
made possible by the dominion of...

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There was a belief that the gods of old
received all their great power from our prayers,
that out sacrifices, supplications
made them so strong we’d look on...

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