Apocalypse Now Poem by Vishal Sharma
Apocalypse Now
Sweet and mild gentle wilds
pouring all within the soul
but alas! these days are gone
slipped away from our hands
now humans are killing machines
killing their own breed and race
everywhere there are the voile nce spreading guns
ready to end the game and pleasure
but beware of the almighty
who is watching us from above
just saying within himself
get ready for another apocalypso
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4/18/2024 9:01:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It is going just as it is written..'There will be lawlessness..and mans' love will grow cold..' Nice piece. Thankyou! ! Regards...Sharon.