Kevin Patrick

Gold Star - 12,797 Points (Taurus / Ontario)

How The World Will End - Poem by Kevin Patrick

The world will end, when its least expected
When the days grow numb as dull November
Drifting sagged cardboard from silhouettes of heaven
As every face becomes a portrait of its own grave
A masque medicated to professional wake
Living day by day for the cuckoo disbursement
Regulated by numbers in scheduled hours
Collapsing our faith in the alley of bones
Where we are set free to one day roam


The world will end, without a goodbye
It will fade in a whimper without a big bang
Like water tip toeing on an unassuming stone
Parched penetrating the sewage of rusted charcoal
Yes the world will end the world will end
Counting down the grains of an hour glass eye
When there is less of a future and more of a past
Staring behind flesh of disintegrating glass

Because someone neglected tell you things have now past


The world will end when you don't see it end
With larks still singing and the June bugs fly
And there's still a cool breeze from a blue canopy
But then something rises and tastes all to biter
And you examine your life to see what remains
Is now a series of moments divided by events
Inexplicably sorted between this one and next
Becoming an albatross wreathed as a lapel


The world will end, every moment of your existence
When every day you rise without knowing yourself
And you feel yourself sliding into apathies door
Superfluous sad neglecting to a role of stale urine
As you realize each day grows tedium with yearning
While your breathings compelled to concrete mold
You look at the morning of sunlight's gold arrows
And bury yourself between the sheets of your friends

Because you now realize this is the world's end


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Hope this is not too despairing Partially inspired by 'Children of Men' by P.D. James

Comments about How The World Will End by Kevin Patrick

  • Neela Nath Das (8/9/2012 9:53:00 PM)


    The narrative art is wonderful.The imagery, the word play make it more impressive. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 8, 2012



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