The Hour of Doom

[———-Reposted———-]

When the clouds shall rain blood,

and when skulls and bones,

shall grow from the thick mud,

The air filled with shrieks and moans.

.

When the stars shall fade

The moon shall turn brown,

When the sky shall lose its shade,

The earth, shall in that hour frown.

.

Water shall dry,

and lakes exist of tears,

When the trees shall cry,

with sweat the Earth shall be smeared.

.

When the sun,

shall darkness echo,

Then the wind shan’t run,

and rivers shan’t flow.

.

In the time of doom clouds shall make way

and shine forth shall the light.

Hearken these words which I now say,

In that hour shall end the plight.

.

The Stars will burn bright,

The sun will glow again,

The world shall roar in all its might,

And nectar from the sky will rain.

.

As lightning strikes on land,

So shall descend the glory,

He shall consecrate the barren sand,

so goes the story.

.

-Ishaan

Published by Ishaan Sharma

Hello There! My name is Ishaan, and I am a poet with a wandering imagination. I travel my wide thoughts and pen them down. I look forward to hearing from you!

17 thoughts on “The Hour of Doom

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create your website at WordPress.com
Get started
%d bloggers like this: