#Apocalypse

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tawdry nymph
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Apocalypse, the fading of a love
which once burned so vibrantly.
The fall of an expression,
at the mark on your page—
or perhaps, that of a child.

Apocalypse, the scraping of knees
pitiful drawing of blood,
enough to make the noblest hearts
cry.

And Apocalypse, mistaken intentions;
forgotten identities.
for it is in he,
and it is in she,
and it is too, in they,
our story lives on.
and yet, it is all, whom we forget.

Oh, Apocalypse, how I dream
for these insignificant crises.
How I long for these simple matters.
How I wish to be struck by lightning,
to fail in my endeavors,
to be broken, beaten, forgotten.

Apocalypse, I wish to be anything
that is not this.
I wish to be anything,
which will not be gone tomorrow.
I wish even to be dead,
so long as another heartened spirit
might have a chance
to remember.

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lowkey kind of love how this piece came out
as requested with the prompt, hope you like it too @radiant ledge ~

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(ignore the edit i saw a typozzAsterYikesSweat)

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@lean osprey
@wraith kraken
@skugi.#0000
@ancient imp
@oak remnant

hello hello~ some familiar and some new names in this round of personal pingsHaihehe
hoping this one might be of interest to you + i spotted your post in introductions, Fox, and wanted to give you a friendly welcome in asking for your opinion^^ happy to share my own on any of your own pieces as well if you ever want to ping me in the related thread

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oh one of the pings may not have worked
hesitant to double up just in case
i’ll leave it to fate~

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i don’t typically write with a prompt in mind so im honestly surprised how this one came out
but curious to see how others feel about it
and excitedsmiles

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actually ykw

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@torpid spire i kinda wanna get you in here too
if you’re at all interested, i’d love to hear your thoughts on this one too, but no pressure either way i won’t be offended

radiant ledge
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👍👍👍

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👏👏👏

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Nice one.

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😇, 8/10.

dark cloak
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this is so nice! it sounds so (deceivingly) bittersweet! well written

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maybe I should give the daily prompt a go as well, seeing how well it turned out for you :P

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also i think there is a typo in the fourth stanza.. crises is the plural form of crisis if thats what you meant 😁

tawdry nymph
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oh whoops there is one there too

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this is what i get for writing on sleep deprivation LOL

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thanks for pointing that out

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i appreciate the compliments as wellgeist_happy

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and if you do decide to use the prompt i wish you luck~ i had fun

wraith kraken
# tawdry nymph Apocalypse, the fading of a love which once burned so vibrantly. The fall of an...

Oh dear, Your words are the apocalypse
And I felt your apocalypse
So I know I'll remember you
Before you vanish
Before you leave out imprints
Of your texture
Before you move away far from the neighborhood
I'll always long for your syllables to hit me again.

The third stanza btw like damn I loved it. The precision of wordly matter you made and the emotion that is not disturbed at any point or in any way. The repetition of apocalypse is wonderful. The metaphor is neatly wrapped around the parts of you that are bruised, the ones you hide. The idea of being forgotten when we cease from this existence is pretty heartfelt and aching at the same time. Though I really believe that there will be snippets of us left in the world even after we leave. And I think those who cherish us will keep them preserved forever.
Also, I think your expression did the justice to the word, apocalypse. Awesome work sweetheart :))

tawdry nymph
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oh that makes me so happy actuallyHaihehe
this one was inspired by the #✍️・daily-prompts message prompt but i don’t do anything by prompt very often so im glad this piece didn’t lose its fluidity or connectivity

wraith kraken
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Yeah I saw, that's a great step!

tawdry nymph
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i kind of tried to make this piece more “dramatic” because it was based around what would have been like ‘end of the world’ or at least that’s where my brain went

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and in this case my mind went to the extreme of mass extinction LOL
though i suppose what form of apocalypse is actually occurring is up to the reader

wraith kraken
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It was poetic enough to make me reply you back poetically, so of course it did its work.

tawdry nymph
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keke
im happy with this piece so im glad the feeling is mutualsmiles

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it was a bit of an eye opener in terms of my ability to work with a set of preexistent guidelines

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though it is a skill i hope to progress upon more

wraith kraken
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Indeed

tawdry nymph
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but it was fun to test my boundaries a bit and still come up with an end result i like

tawdry nymph
ancient imp
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The speaker seems obsessed with leaving a legacy of sorts behind for the human race . The complete oblivion of humanity scares them so much that they’d rather take on all the pain and suffering themselves. They don’t care if they’re forgotten, only wishing for the race as a whole to be remembered.

They know that no human will escape this fate of death; not he, she, or they so what do they do? They address the only thing that WILL still exist, the apocalypse. They know it’s not a living being but they personify it so that it can take on that role and remember the human race.

This makes me wonder, however, why are they so desperate for mankind to not be forgotten? Maybe having people who will remember you after death makes it less painful and lonely. Maybe they feel as if their soul will live on through the people, but without them, will be left to float in eternal darkness or worse just vanish altogether- definitely a scary thought. Or maybe they hate the idea of the human race being insignificant, born to serve no purpose but to take up space temporarily. Who knows. Anyway, great poem! 10/10 ❤️

tawdry nymph
tawdry nymph
# tawdry nymph Apocalypse, the fading of a love which once burned so vibrantly. The fall of an...

@nocturne wraith hoping you don’t mind the ping~ i’ve only ever read one of your pieces(straight up could not find any othersVentiPlop_icedkappe) but i absolutely loved it and the way your brain ticks
that said, i’d be curious to hear your thoughts on this one if you’re interested! no pressure of course and i’d also love to read some more of your poems if you have any, but no pressure there either. feel free to ignore this if you’d prefer, i really won’t be offendedsmiles
though in any case i hope this ping finds you well~

nocturne wraith
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gimme a min i'll read that rq

nocturne wraith
# tawdry nymph Apocalypse, the fading of a love which once burned so vibrantly. The fall of an...

im really stuck by the emotional depth and the introspective tone of the poem. the way "apocalypse" works as a metaphor here, describing the fading of love and the small tragedies of life, creates a haunting refrain. the yearning for significance and the desire to be remembered is extremely moving. i think this is a beautifully crafted poem. its really touching and i believe can be felt by all individuals in one way or the other, looking at how it explores the complexity of human emotions. great job!!!

tawdry nymph
nocturne wraith
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damnnnn

wraith kraken
# tawdry nymph Apocalypse, the fading of a love which once burned so vibrantly. The fall of an...

.............. THE ENDING. it is giving the fear of oblivion. the fear of not living. the fear of being forgotten; for why did i live if i will die? if everything i have ever made will be brought to the knees of destruction? what is the point of everything if it will turn to nothing?

this is what i'm getting, and i am loving it. it reminds me of the Ozymandias poem & i cannot get over it.