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Apocalypse (Lyric) by marvelis
Where were you when the sky turned black? And Satan came back, With a goal to end the day And take life as his prey. With a soul darkened And emotions hardened He turned day to night And showed us his might Heroes came to save the day They all fell prey To Satan's merciless heart And his torturous might. Where were you when time ended? As Satan came With all Hell's flame And life was doomed. Did you fall and cry? And wish an end to the night And wish back the day? Or did you just ask the almighty for might? Satan darkened the sun with his hand And Earth spun not once more around. As hell fire in brimstone raged; Satan in a war with life engaged. He tore mankind limb from limb And took away the dream Of having a fighting chance, In this final dance. As Satan himself stood in victory, Mankind saw its last moment in humility As it began an eternity Of agony.

Up the ladder: The Eskimo and the fish
Down the ladder: a poet in the city

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.0
Weighted score: 5.119203
Overall Rank: 5731
Posted: January 7, 2003 5:52 PM PST; Last modified: January 9, 2003 5:48 PM PST
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[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 81.86.240.125 | 7-Jan-03/6:50 PM | Reply
I was in the Drawing Room, belaboring Colonel Mustard with the Shoe-horne. Where were you?
[n/a] marvelis @ 152.163.188.7 > -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. | 9-Jan-03/5:36 PM | Reply
just thought I'd mention this, stanza three was accadently repeate so I'm deleated the poem and putting it up and would appreciate if you culd vote on it again. Thanks.
[4] RGallet @ 140.186.49.215 | 7-Jan-03/7:42 PM | Reply
I was in the Foyer, with the lead pipe or the rope, but not the gun or the knife. Also: Look into my eyes WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW FUCKING FAGGOT MOTHERFUCKET. thx
[3] <~> @ 67.84.171.238 | 7-Jan-03/11:10 PM | Reply
i was in the kitchen, doing whippets. no, not whippits; i meant whippets. woof.
[n/a] Ranger @ 212.219.142.161 > <~> | 8-Jan-03/1:05 AM | Reply
Quite
[9] Another Bobjim?!?! @ 212.219.142.161 | 8-Jan-03/2:55 AM | Reply
Should be a lyric, methinks. 9
[8] Caducus @ 62.105.88.10 | 8-Jan-03/4:52 AM | Reply
I was enjoying this until you repeated stanza 3. Its got a good narrative which is interrupted by the 'his might' lines they somehow affect the flow. Anyway It doesnt deserve less than a 6 I'm giving a 7 however.
[8] Caducus @ 62.105.88.10 | 10-Jan-03/8:49 AM | Reply
better now s3 is sorted here is your fat lady .....8
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