Rachelleundrgrd
Poem Published
Today 6:36pm
Today 6:36pm
It is Well
The funeral passed as a fog set to Minor D.
My belly enceinte with her progeny
combined with a heart in pieces
sent my essence into auto-pilot
as the ceremony floated by.
The grand procession to the burial grounds
enlivened my dormant soul.
How she would have loved the pomp.
Motorcade police screeched an entire city to a stop
As her remains and those who mourned the whole flew swiftly by.
Inebriation caught from the very wonder and awe I’d inherited from her.
The weeping communion of family at the gravesite was a concert to...
My belly enceinte with her progeny
combined with a heart in pieces
sent my essence into auto-pilot
as the ceremony floated by.
The grand procession to the burial grounds
enlivened my dormant soul.
How she would have loved the pomp.
Motorcade police screeched an entire city to a stop
As her remains and those who mourned the whole flew swiftly by.
Inebriation caught from the very wonder and awe I’d inherited from her.
The weeping communion of family at the gravesite was a concert to...
#love
#death
#spiritual
#memorial
#graveyard
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James_A_Knight
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:04pm
Yesterday 3:04pm
The Funeral - Competition Entry
On a muggy July morning, the sky the colour of fresh ash, the sun failed to break the clouds. Two black cars arrived. My family was all around me, but no one spoke. I was led into the car. The seats were strange, they ringed round like a giant sofa. Silence filled the car. Tears fell on all the faces except mine. I was five years old. I felt I should cry but nothing happened. The car drove through the flat Essex fields, along the cracked motorway, to the Crematorium.
The carpark was full of people smoking. Everyone smoked. Some passed around bottles of brown liquid. I watched them...
The carpark was full of people smoking. Everyone smoked. Some passed around bottles of brown liquid. I watched them...
#grief
#death
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4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:07am
Yesterday 4:07am
Of Sunflowers and Smiles
There is always a silence that comes before the tears
The memories
The cherished recollection of the departed…
When I heard the news she was gone
It was a shock
She had taken care of my boys since they were babies
She had become part of our family
I didn’t know what to say or think
In the times of COVID
Many lives were taken
Many risked their own health to take care of others
To take care of their own
And that’s what Yvonne did
She took care of her husband, her children
Only to succumb to the virus herself ...
The memories
The cherished recollection of the departed…
When I heard the news she was gone
It was a shock
She had taken care of my boys since they were babies
She had become part of our family
I didn’t know what to say or think
In the times of COVID
Many lives were taken
Many risked their own health to take care of others
To take care of their own
And that’s what Yvonne did
She took care of her husband, her children
Only to succumb to the virus herself ...
#grief
#friendship
#death
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1 Comment
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:38am
Yesterday 00:38am
and at the death
pointless as a surrealist saying he’s misunderstood is an old bloke in the pub thinking, oh god, I really meant to be good ..
#death
#LifeAsAWriter
#art
24 reads
1 Comment
KristinaX
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 9:00pm
27th Jan 2023 9:00pm
Haunted house in my mind (with Reading)
Broken windows and old walls,
The dust has already decayed on the glass.
Terrible view and carries ashes,
Being pulled inside by dark forces
The cursed house stands before me,
Overgrown with weeds and reeds.
Here everything is so gloomy, it smells of darkness,
Corpses of cats are at enmity with ghostly mice.
For spirits, I think, it would be quite suitable,
But not for a human-living being.
Ordinary people would immediately depart,
After all, this house, you see, is for witchcraft.
For carrying out any rituals, ...
The dust has already decayed on the glass.
Terrible view and carries ashes,
Being pulled inside by dark forces
The cursed house stands before me,
Overgrown with weeds and reeds.
Here everything is so gloomy, it smells of darkness,
Corpses of cats are at enmity with ghostly mice.
For spirits, I think, it would be quite suitable,
But not for a human-living being.
Ordinary people would immediately depart,
After all, this house, you see, is for witchcraft.
For carrying out any rituals, ...
#sadness
#depression
#death
#despair
#witches
116 reads
24 Comments
Ownly_Human
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 8:53pm
27th Jan 2023 8:53pm
You
When I found you
I needed mercy at your hand
couldn't stand another
minute of lonely alibis
You gave to me, every
minute of your soul
Holding you meant the
world was mine
and I felt wanted
Every breath, every moment,
every tear that I have shed,
you wiped away with the
touch of your hand
When we embraced, I felt the fire beneath my skin
I lived for each cherished moment
I knew the sound of your
heart could lead me home
The day you left, I crumbled
to my knees ...
I needed mercy at your hand
couldn't stand another
minute of lonely alibis
You gave to me, every
minute of your soul
Holding you meant the
world was mine
and I felt wanted
Every breath, every moment,
every tear that I have shed,
you wiped away with the
touch of your hand
When we embraced, I felt the fire beneath my skin
I lived for each cherished moment
I knew the sound of your
heart could lead me home
The day you left, I crumbled
to my knees ...
#heartbroken
#death
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#emotional
85 reads
6 Comments
darkcloud68
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 3:49pm
27th Jan 2023 3:49pm
What poverty Made
My struggles my pain came at the price of pleasure, had to eat at any measure. My fallen Soulja's are fallen treasures, in those streets we sworn to stand or fall together. Hustle work for every nickel or dime. I take full accountability for actions, yet poverty is the number one creator of crime. Well we just wanted the American dream, American gangster. Oh how we made America scream. Criminality oh what a American scheme. I say this is what poverty made. I am strong bold and unafraid, free under God's shining sun, may he bless my darken shade. For the life I have lived I will never...
#death
#fate
#responsibility
51 reads
5 Comments
Results_May_Vary
Seth_
Seth_
Poem Published
26th Jan 2023 11:49pm
26th Jan 2023 11:49pm
Off Your Local Heroin Dealer
it's not fun anymore
just another itch
throw the switch
flush the vein
feel a twitch
then it all goes
it all goes far away
needles in my skin
pokes through the sane
never feeling, no pain
dreams sold in vain
two hundred pounds
four men
three months
one needle
six feet
numbers and numbers
no names, just statistics
nothing is static
everything is evolving
everything is falling
everything is falling apart
standing proud
on another corner
selling...
just another itch
throw the switch
flush the vein
feel a twitch
then it all goes
it all goes far away
needles in my skin
pokes through the sane
never feeling, no pain
dreams sold in vain
two hundred pounds
four men
three months
one needle
six feet
numbers and numbers
no names, just statistics
nothing is static
everything is evolving
everything is falling
everything is falling apart
standing proud
on another corner
selling...
#friendship
#death
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
31 reads
1 Comment
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
26th Jan 2023 5:40pm
26th Jan 2023 5:40pm
Buried Alive
Black suite, and a black tie
Both are signs, that say goodbye
Why did you leave?
So many people miss you, and they want you back
Does that mean nothing to you?
Maybe it's better that your gone
It's just me staring at this casket
Tears of regret, fear and anger
Warm rain
Perhaps God cries as well today
Was it society that killed this part of me?
The cloak of kindness I wore is gone
Dead
Stripped from my righteous back
Only to be put in a grave
A part of me died today
It was buried...
Both are signs, that say goodbye
Why did you leave?
So many people miss you, and they want you back
Does that mean nothing to you?
Maybe it's better that your gone
It's just me staring at this casket
Tears of regret, fear and anger
Warm rain
Perhaps God cries as well today
Was it society that killed this part of me?
The cloak of kindness I wore is gone
Dead
Stripped from my righteous back
Only to be put in a grave
A part of me died today
It was buried...
#sadness
#depression
#regret
#dark
#death
56 reads
2 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
26th Jan 2023 8:05am
26th Jan 2023 8:05am
Death In A Black Dress (The Conclusion)
With each step she takes
The shadows come to life
They dance along with her
While each holds a knife
The raven hair that flows
Enchants with its allure
A graceful dance of death
A silent beauty, pure
In the finite dance of life
We reach our final conclusion
The shadows and the black dress
Together, they bring peace and fusion
For in the end, death comes for us all
A silent partner in the grand ball
And though it may be feared
Its beauty cannot be smeared
So let us...
The shadows come to life
They dance along with her
While each holds a knife
The raven hair that flows
Enchants with its allure
A graceful dance of death
A silent beauty, pure
In the finite dance of life
We reach our final conclusion
The shadows and the black dress
Together, they bring peace and fusion
For in the end, death comes for us all
A silent partner in the grand ball
And though it may be feared
Its beauty cannot be smeared
So let us...
#dark
#beauty
#death
#peace
#deception
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ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
26th Jan 2023 7:36am
26th Jan 2023 7:36am
Death In A Black Dress (First Movement)
In a black dress she dances
Elegant shadows that encompass
Refined movements that deceive
As she glides across the stage
The shadows that surround her
Are beautiful and refined
They add depth and mystery
To the dance that is entwined
With each step she takes
The shadows come to life
They dance along with her
Adding beauty to the strife
But don't be fooled by their grace
For shadows can deceive
They may appear elegant
But they hide what they believe
Yet in this dance of light and dark ...
Elegant shadows that encompass
Refined movements that deceive
As she glides across the stage
The shadows that surround her
Are beautiful and refined
They add depth and mystery
To the dance that is entwined
With each step she takes
The shadows come to life
They dance along with her
Adding beauty to the strife
But don't be fooled by their grace
For shadows can deceive
They may appear elegant
But they hide what they believe
Yet in this dance of light and dark ...
#dark
#beauty
#death #deception
#death #deception
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adagio
Poem Published
25th Jan 2023 4:24pm
25th Jan 2023 4:24pm
Tawdry Muse
My consort, a tawdry muse
god willing the penicillin
playing in her dollhouse
where mama smells of mothballs
now but a clothes tree
as a shadow awakes
scratching my back
taking inventory of sanity
I have nothing to lose
but some brandy and vanity
paying the price serving her vice
laying the darkness bare
watching Doppler Radar
bringing in the fog
god willing the penicillin
playing in her dollhouse
where mama smells of mothballs
now but a clothes tree
as a shadow awakes
scratching my back
taking inventory of sanity
I have nothing to lose
but some brandy and vanity
paying the price serving her vice
laying the darkness bare
watching Doppler Radar
bringing in the fog
#dark
#gothic
#death #EdgarAllanPoe
#death #EdgarAllanPoe
88 reads
2 Comments
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