The end Poems
Hello Stranger, Old Writer's Friend
by Anisha Nyambe
hello stranger, we meet again
hello old writer's friend, what game do you play?
good day to you, reader
why do you pretend
to care for my words
when I know,
you know,
we all know
......
Apocalypse's Overture: Ascending From Hell's Abyss To Heavenly Glory
by Christen Kuikoua
In the Apocalypse of Hell, a warning strong,
Of destruction and judgment, where dark throngs,
Where eyes that sin, must cut to save,
To seek the path, the righteous pave.
Hell's inferno starts on Earth's domain,
A consequence of tongues that stain,
But just like seeds that die, then grow,
In Heaven's realm, our souls will know.
......
The Echoing End
by Zynab Coroma
Take me to the light, the light at the end of the night.
A dangerous journey to begin, all alone this lonely path.
A path with thorns and weeds, that stabs upon my shallow skin.
The bleeding road ahead as danger lurk in shadows bend.
Where crows feast on deathly stench, the way ahead is cloud with pain.
The comfort of my deluded brain as flood of tears blinded my way.
A solitary mournful morning, no place to escape the anguish cry.
The hurt that curve the heart of this great creature sigh.
Nigh on the tunes of death as darkness swallow the shinning black knight…..
What If It Was The End Of The World?
by Christen Kuikoua
In twilight's grasp, the world meets its demise,
Oh, Christian soul, who claims the sacred name,
Within God's church, where fervent spirits rise,
Contemplate now, the end, a burning flame.
What if it was the end, the final call,
Would jests and levity your stance define?
Regret, a haunting echo, would enthrall,
As time, a gift, was squandered, not divine.
......
How Long...
by Raina Hutchins
As the night descends
And darkness is all I see
Tears I cry will fall
Until the morning sets me free
I never knew that lonely
Could bring me so much pain
I never knew that lonely
Could send me so insane
......
What If It Was The End Of The World?
by Christen Kuikoua
In twilight's grasp, the world meets its demise,
Oh, Christian soul, who claims the sacred name,
Within God's church, where fervent spirits rise,
Contemplate now, the end, a burning flame.
What if it was the end, the final call,
Would jests and levity your stance define?
Regret, a haunting echo, would enthrall,
As time, a gift, was squandered, not divine.
......
The Echoing End
by Zynab Coroma
Take me to the light, the light at the end of the night.
A dangerous journey to begin, all alone this lonely path.
A path with thorns and weeds, that stabs upon my shallow skin.
The bleeding road ahead as danger lurk in shadows bend.
Where crows feast on deathly stench, the way ahead is cloud with pain.
The comfort of my deluded brain as flood of tears blinded my way.
A solitary mournful morning, no place to escape the anguish cry.
The hurt that curve the heart of this great creature sigh.
Nigh on the tunes of death as darkness swallow the shinning black knight…..
Apocalypse's Overture: Ascending From Hell's Abyss To Heavenly Glory
by Christen Kuikoua
In the Apocalypse of Hell, a warning strong,
Of destruction and judgment, where dark throngs,
Where eyes that sin, must cut to save,
To seek the path, the righteous pave.
Hell's inferno starts on Earth's domain,
A consequence of tongues that stain,
But just like seeds that die, then grow,
In Heaven's realm, our souls will know.
......
Hello Stranger, Old Writer's Friend
by Anisha Nyambe
hello stranger, we meet again
hello old writer's friend, what game do you play?
good day to you, reader
why do you pretend
to care for my words
when I know,
you know,
we all know
......
How Long...
by Raina Hutchins
As the night descends
And darkness is all I see
Tears I cry will fall
Until the morning sets me free
I never knew that lonely
Could bring me so much pain
I never knew that lonely
Could send me so insane
......
