Published December 5, 2008
There will come a time when the world will end.
The sun-it will not rise again.
Men will die with heartless souls,
Forgetful of the days of old.
Unfortunately, it will be open caskets,
Bodies littered at the masses.
And who do you think is laughing?
The psycho’s , killers and the mad ones.
And who is to be struck with melancholy?
The lovers, dreamers and those who were jolly.
But the question is who is to pay.
I assure you we all will on this day.
And if you beg to differ
Tell me if you live to see her.
It will be washing into the sand of time
All of us get left behind
There is not hope for survival.
Like Armageddon from the bible
The best we can do is to die with one another
Cause we know we love each other<3
Rhyme scheme : AABBCC... etc. Not elaborate. I got the idea of this poem, not the idea i should say inspiration by Robert Frost's "Once by the Pacific"
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*breathes in that new poem smell*
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Great job! This was really...different. There *are* other apocalypse poems, but they're usually more like, 'the world is ending because of global warming' or something. Yours is just stating the fact, which is refreshing. So, way to go. The things I pointed out were small...I can't find anything else to critique! Keep writing!