Poems about Death
#death
The broad subject of death, including grief and memorial poems when losing a loved one. Also concepts around death in wider society, fear of dying and what happens after we die. These poems may be dark and full of sorrow.
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The Emperor's Angels
Iron halls and stone keep
Where saints and devils vigil keep
The Emperor's wrath in armor clad
Awaken from the battle’s mad
With sigils carved in blood and flame
They march where mortal tongues won’t name
The Angels forged in terror’s breath
The harbingers of crimson death
Their shadows stretch like whispered sins
Where holy light and night begins
For they are wrath and judgment's hand
The sentinels of a burning land
Their eyes aflame with ancient lore
Baptized in war forevermore
They chant in tongues of lost occult ...
Where saints and devils vigil keep
The Emperor's wrath in armor clad
Awaken from the battle’s mad
With sigils carved in blood and flame
They march where mortal tongues won’t name
The Angels forged in terror’s breath
The harbingers of crimson death
Their shadows stretch like whispered sins
Where holy light and night begins
For they are wrath and judgment's hand
The sentinels of a burning land
Their eyes aflame with ancient lore
Baptized in war forevermore
They chant in tongues of lost occult ...
#dark
#death
#fiction
#gothic
#shadows
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Make it worth your while, cause you'll be winding up in jail
When Ron Chee's father asked him to turn off the two radio's and television set he was listening to simultaneously, Ron beat him over the head with a baseball bat. Racked with guilt over the terrible thing he had done, Ron decided to kill himself. First though, he went bowling. He didn't bowl to well.
Then with the money he stole from dad's wallet, he took himself to a 5 star restaurant. From there he went to visit his grandmother (his father's mother). He told his grandmother that dad is in a much happier place. She tried calling the police when he revealed he killed her son. That...
Then with the money he stole from dad's wallet, he took himself to a 5 star restaurant. From there he went to visit his grandmother (his father's mother). He told his grandmother that dad is in a much happier place. She tried calling the police when he revealed he killed her son. That...
#death
#fiction
#MentalHealth
#murder
#SelfHarm
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Some heads are gonna roll
Lance Lyde was distraught after decapitating his wife in 2018. Driving erratically into downtown Billings, Montana, he attracted the attention of a police cruiser. Lyde crashed his truck into an oncoming vehicle, killing two more people. On impact, Sadie Lyde's head flew out of the truck and landed several feet away. Mr. Lyde got out of the truck and begged police to shoot him. The police let him live. The rest of Mrs. Lyde was later found in the dining room of the couple's home. It looked like they were about to eat breakfast.
#death
#fiction
#murder #satirical
#murder #satirical
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Dead
When you are alive,
dying is nothing
When you're dead, life is nothing.
dying is nothing
When you're dead, life is nothing.
#dark
#death
#senryu
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At Half Mast
Restless spirits when John Lennon was struck down
can you imagine all the people who cried
when Mahatma Gandhi died with sightless eyes
can you imagine all the people who fast
and stop singing when the caisson passed
flying the eagle at half mast
can you imagine all the people who cried
when Mahatma Gandhi died with sightless eyes
can you imagine all the people who fast
and stop singing when the caisson passed
flying the eagle at half mast
#death
#ignorance
#politics #violence
#politics #violence
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Death
In the womb
of death
I shall slumber
like a baby,
surrounded by an amniotic
ocean of serenity.
Learn, grow, develop
in my waking,
and be nourished through
the umbilical cord
connected to the spiritual realm
until
I'm ready for rebirth
Ready to experience
heaven 'n' hell
again...
of death
I shall slumber
like a baby,
surrounded by an amniotic
ocean of serenity.
Learn, grow, develop
in my waking,
and be nourished through
the umbilical cord
connected to the spiritual realm
until
I'm ready for rebirth
Ready to experience
heaven 'n' hell
again...
#death
#philosophical
#rebirth
#sleep
#spiritual
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To die for.., (7)
She was gone
Louis remained on his knees
Moments later
He was grabbed from behind
Two men wrestled him back into the hotel room
He strained his kneck to see their faces
As he turned his head
Everything went black
His hands were cable tied behind his back
Sian drove fast
She needed to forget just what happened
Louis would be alright she told herself
No one had followed them there had they?
She speed on, chain smoking as she went
Louis was manhandled into a chair
He felt pressure to the back...
Louis remained on his knees
Moments later
He was grabbed from behind
Two men wrestled him back into the hotel room
He strained his kneck to see their faces
As he turned his head
Everything went black
His hands were cable tied behind his back
Sian drove fast
She needed to forget just what happened
Louis would be alright she told herself
No one had followed them there had they?
She speed on, chain smoking as she went
Louis was manhandled into a chair
He felt pressure to the back...
#death
#emotional
#fear
#suffering
#UnrequitedLove
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Traveling Through
As my mind reflects
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will expire
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will expire
#death
#identity
#memories
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Resplendence of Sin Immaculate
In shadows veiled, a throne of night
Where angels weep and shun the sight
A crown of thorns in darkness born
Adorned in sins, the flesh is torn
Unholy light from eyes so keen
A blaze where virtue’s never seen
With iron wings and venom’s kiss
The serpent’s song in whispered hiss
A choir of void where silence reigns
In catacombs of crimson stains
A chalice raised to blood’s delight
To feast upon the sacred blight
The banners torn, the altar cracked
The sun eclipsed, the sky turned black
A choir sings of hollowed...
Where angels weep and shun the sight
A crown of thorns in darkness born
Adorned in sins, the flesh is torn
Unholy light from eyes so keen
A blaze where virtue’s never seen
With iron wings and venom’s kiss
The serpent’s song in whispered hiss
A choir of void where silence reigns
In catacombs of crimson stains
A chalice raised to blood’s delight
To feast upon the sacred blight
The banners torn, the altar cracked
The sun eclipsed, the sky turned black
A choir sings of hollowed...
#dark
#death
#devil
#rhyming
#shadows
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Putrefying
In quiet earth, the hushed decay
The whispering soil that takes away
A symphony of flesh unwound
To feed the roots below the ground
A slow unthreading of life's seam
A slipping into death’s soft dream
The bloom of dusk in pallid skin
A canvas drawn with veins grown thin
The marrow’s sigh, the sinew’s rest
The bones laid bare in their final test
A crimson river stills to clay
As warmth and breath are stripped away
A banquet for the smallest guest
The life that feasts on life’s last vest
Silent mouths with unseen...
The whispering soil that takes away
A symphony of flesh unwound
To feed the roots below the ground
A slow unthreading of life's seam
A slipping into death’s soft dream
The bloom of dusk in pallid skin
A canvas drawn with veins grown thin
The marrow’s sigh, the sinew’s rest
The bones laid bare in their final test
A crimson river stills to clay
As warmth and breath are stripped away
A banquet for the smallest guest
The life that feasts on life’s last vest
Silent mouths with unseen...
#death
#fate
#happiness #shadows
#happiness #shadows
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Just Because
Love doesn’t always mean
Holding on
Tightly
Sometimes it means
Letting go
So the other person
Can go
Peacefully
Holding on
Tightly
Sometimes it means
Letting go
So the other person
Can go
Peacefully
#abuse
#cancer
#death
#love
#mother
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Of The Bowels of the Earth
Beneath the stones where silence keeps
In ancient vaults where daylight sleeps
There stirs a breath, a whispered wail
A shiver cold, a visage pale
The earth doth groan in muffled sighs
As something wakes with hollow eyes
A creeping dread, a blackened tide
That stirs the bones of those who died
It slithers slow through cracks unseen
A shadow cast on shadow's sheen
The touch of night, the cold embrace
Of spectres lost to time and space
Eldritch whispers claw the...
In ancient vaults where daylight sleeps
There stirs a breath, a whispered wail
A shiver cold, a visage pale
The earth doth groan in muffled sighs
As something wakes with hollow eyes
A creeping dread, a blackened tide
That stirs the bones of those who died
It slithers slow through cracks unseen
A shadow cast on shadow's sheen
The touch of night, the cold embrace
Of spectres lost to time and space
Eldritch whispers claw the...
#curse
#dark
#death
#shadows
#silence
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