My Poem “A Poem For The End of The World”

There have always been times
in the history of humanity
when people have had to look at themselves,
when people have had to look at their surroundings,
and when people have had to look
at the faces of their loved ones,
and wondered whether this would be the day:
whether this would be when the world
would come to an end…
there have been times when nature
has taken humanity to a point
where and when the outcome of
what was about to happen was not guaranteed,
where and when no matter what protection
we think we have against an imminent threat
we know that the possibility of surviving
what is going to take place is not a given…
there have been devastating asteroid impacts
that have led to the extinction of entire species;
there have been epic storms that have caused
massive amounts of destruction and death;
there have been numerous instances when
attacks have occurred which have lead to fatalities
that could not have been prevented
nor predicted by anyone…
there have always been dangerous times -
when the world around us has felt
as if it were teetering on a knife-edge -
when there are tensions between
powerful nations capable of wielding
arsenals that could lead to
mass casualties and worldwide annihilation…
there have always been times
when we have been told to prepare for the worst -
during times of war, or when there has been
an outbreak of a deadly disease;
and when there is such a time
when the odds of survival might seem insurmountable,
and when the situation unfolding
seems too grim to bear,
everyone around the world needs
something and someone to remind them
that no matter what happens in life,
and no matter what humanity
sometimes has to go through,
there will always be something and someone
that will make the difference
and guide your way through the world -
even if darkness seems to have descended over everything -
and every time you return to them
they give you a little bit of hope
that you are going to be alright
and eventually everything will pass;
and if the end does come,
and if you need something or someone
to hold your hand as you make your way
through an era of potential dystopia,
then think of me and keep a copy of this poem
with you to read whenever you need to be reminded
of the importance of the words of a poet
and you need a poem for the end of the world.

My Poem “The Other Side of The World”

So many people are looking
for a new beginning...
so many people are in need
of a direction...
so many people wish that they
had something in their lives
that would give them a feeling of belonging...
so many people have friends
and family members who they love -
but they know that what they want
lies beyond what and where they have always known...
so many people have felt this insatiable
draw to get on a plane and jet off
to somewhere over the horizon...
so many people have this instinct
that compels them to go somewhere
they have never been before,
because the place they are going to
may feel so much like paradise
it could easily be a place within a dream...
so many people are just waiting
for something or someone
to give them the push they need
to take a life-changing leap...
so many people look around at their lives
and they feel that they need more...
so many people do not know
that they have been imprisoned by something,
someone, somewhere, for some time,
until they are looking up
at an unbroken blue sky
and they know what it feels like
to be truly free...
so many people have chosen
to do something profoundly special
and adventurous in the pursuit
of finding their life's purpose,
and so many people have found themselves
choosing to start a new life
thousands of miles away
from the country of their birth
in places that lie far away
on the other side of the world.

A Poem A Day #460: Environmental Clock

“Environmental Clock” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘The Rambler’ which was published in 2020 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings ● Buy Me a coffee @ https://www.buymeacoffee.com/MarkThePoet ● Check out the merch store on Redbubble: https://rdbl.co/3xWa4Rw

My Poem “The World Beyond”

The world can change
for all of us very quickly...
the world we always knew
can seem something and somewhere different
when something unexpected happens...
the world can be many things
to many people beyond what can be seen...
the world we have always been familiar with
can always have layers to it that can lead 
to a world within that has a music to it that,
when the time is right, you can hear
if and when you choose to listen.

The world does not end below our feet,
nor above our head...
the world is sometimes only seen
for what it truly is when we look
but do not think...
the world does not rest...
the world is everything that has happened,
everything that will happen,
and everything that we can only dream of
when we blink.

The world is bigger than can be imagined...
the world is to what we all are bound...
the world is what we receive messages from
and it is to whom our wishes are sent...
the world is growing rapidly every day,
and though the world will never be
as we want it to be
there will always be more
than our eyes can show us -
because there will always be
a world beyond.

My Poem “Variety”

I love to listen. I love to observe.
I love to imagine. I love to converse.
I love to watch people doing things
that they are invested in,
and I love to watch people do things
that they might not even know
what exactly they are doing.

I love stories, I love characters -
and life is full of an infinite number
of tales that, unless you were a witness to them,
you could not and would not believe
that were in fact real.
I love music for many reasons -
but mostly because music is like gravity:
it is ever-present throughout our lives,
it influences us, it grounds us,
it is a force of nature that stars of all kinds,
sizes, and colours create and sing
without even knowing it,
and because it existed before us
and it will live on after us in varying forms,
rhyming and never repeating.

I love that there is more than one
season of nature where I live -
because it stops every day from feeling
like a copy of the day before,
like it must feel to people
who live in a country where the weather,
the temperature, the sights,
the sounds, are all the same -
because what I love and what I embrace
the most about the world that I live in
is that there is always
so many sources of variety.

My Poem “The Environment of Nature”

There is no greater aroma than
what you inhale when you 
walk through a forest of trees...
there is no more heavenly experience
than witnessing and being caught in
the energy stream of the morning sunlight at dawn...
there is no place like being on a beach
while looking out to the horizon
as the sun sets below the waves...
there is no more invigorating sound
than the chorus of bird song
that heralds both the beginning
and the end of every day...
there is no more awe-inspiring sight
than seeing planet Earth glow like a pearl
as it spins against the darkness of space...
there is no more humbling experience
than looking down at all the life
and the light that thrives and shines below
as our world silently turns on its axis
and is orbited by its own celestial offspring, The Moon...
there is no more ethereal wonder
to witness than the beautiful rippling energy strands
of the auroras of both the Northern and Southern hemispheres
created when the sun physically reaches out
touches the thin translucent veil
of our world's atmosphere...
there is no more perfect moment
than looking up at the stars from the ground,
seeing the constellations,
seeing other planets within our solar system,
and realizing that everything and everyone
in the universe is connected...
there is so much more to life
on Earth and in the cosmos
that we have yet to discover...
there is so much more to a place
and a time than can ever be captured
or ever truly imagined...
there is so much more that humanity
can achieve together if only they
were able to put aside their differences
and talk to each other...
there is so much to be found
when you start wandering and wondering
about the greatest gift in existence:
the magical oasis of life that is
the environment of nature.

A Poem A Day #283: World Wide Watcher

“World Wide Watcher” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘The Eternal Boy’ which was published in 2015 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings ● Buy Me a coffee @ https://www.buymeacoffee.com/MarkThePoet

A Poem A Day #159: The Streets are Art

“The Streets are Art” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘The Sound of Mark’ which was published in 2014 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings

A Poem A Day #104: The O Factory

“The O Factory” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘Poet of the Sphere’ which was published in 2012 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings

A Poem A Day #98: In This Decade

“In This Decade” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘Poet of the Sphere’ which was published in 2012 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings