The End

This poem was a dream that my friend and I had on the exact same night. Spooky...

When stars outshine the brightest sun,

And tremors shake the seas,

The end will come on wings of death

To those who killed the trees.

 

The islands of the western waves

Shall burn, a pyre for all.

And floods unleashing ocean's wrath

Shall gather, rise, and fall.

 

Catastrophe shall run amok

Among the men of earth.

With water, fire, earth, and air,

They'll start the land's rebirth.

 

When order is restored upon

The once so emerald world,

Then only seven shall be left

To fly, their wings unfurled.

 

A pair shall take the rightful thrones

And one their wisest guide.

Another three shall work the land

And mourn the ones who died.

 

The final of the seven saved

Shall run and hide away,

For she will carry on the seed,

Corrupt, the one to slay.

 

And so the pattern starts again,

Through generations on.

The cycle of imperfect life

To start at Summer's dawn.

Author's Note

As always, feel free to critique. However, please just critique style, not content, as this was based on a dream that I'm not going to change.

Reviews

[Wildfleour]

Wow. Very intense. Such a dark vision of the future..........

[Dani California]

Incredible tale of
mankind's self inflicted doom..

"When stars outshine the brightest sun,
And tremors shake the seas,
The end will come on wings of death
To those who killed the trees"

Wow..
Justin, you've outdone yourself!
This is simply perfect.
Its flow, rhyme, content...
all blend brilliantly!

As far as having the same dream...
uuummmm..... hmm.

Yikes.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

First of all, how odd to have the same dream. Secondly, this is beautifully worded and flows like the river of life...reads almost like a Druid meditation. Thank you. Quite enjoyable.
Light,
Siddartha

[Kayla]

This is a great poem justin. Your creatviety is amazing and the way your words fit together is magnificent. Keep writing becuase you get better and better each time.

[Constance]

What a spooky dream indeed, even if it had not been shared. You seem to have done an excellent job with the rhyme here, without altering the message. The meter also seems to flow smoothly enough. Good work recreating this dream in poetic form. I pray, of course, that it is not a prophetic one.
C