adagio
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 1:11pm
28th Dec 2024 1:11pm
Veil of Green
In nature's Autumn theater
listening to a silent breath
beneath this veil of green
as I sleep, horizon I see
floating in the air...
death's serenity
listening to a silent breath
beneath this veil of green
as I sleep, horizon I see
floating in the air...
death's serenity
#death
#inspirational
#philosophical
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 2:33pm
27th Dec 2024 2:33pm
Blackbirds
It's a long way home
When you don't know
Where home is
I wander lonely roads
Of asphalt and dust
Searching
I see the blackbirds
Watching and waiting
Starving for a burnt-out soul
They follow my every move
Perched in tree tops
Along window sills
I recall buildings and towns
From a long ago
Far away dream
But none are home to me
So I continue on
Still searching
Blackbirds land on my shoulders
And at my feet
Sensing my weariness
They whisper...
When you don't know
Where home is
I wander lonely roads
Of asphalt and dust
Searching
I see the blackbirds
Watching and waiting
Starving for a burnt-out soul
They follow my every move
Perched in tree tops
Along window sills
I recall buildings and towns
From a long ago
Far away dream
But none are home to me
So I continue on
Still searching
Blackbirds land on my shoulders
And at my feet
Sensing my weariness
They whisper...
#death
#FeelingLost
#rebirth
#spiritual
#weakness
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 10:09pm
26th Dec 2024 10:09pm
peut être
Maybe we've got it round the wrong way?
Makes more sense to be sad and cry when a baby is born, that's when suffering begins.
Makes more sense to sing and dance when death arrives,that's when suffering ends.
Maybe.....it's just a thought.
Makes more sense to be sad and cry when a baby is born, that's when suffering begins.
Makes more sense to sing and dance when death arrives,that's when suffering ends.
Maybe.....it's just a thought.
#birth
#death
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 7:31pm
26th Dec 2024 7:31pm
Birdsong
I'm off to a funeral today.
I don't weep much at funerals anymore.
I simply contemplate.
Contemplate my human fate.
I will get old.
I will get sick.
I will die.
I will be separated from everyone and everything I own, have known.... loved.
When the funeral and wake are done, I'll go home to cook dinner and watch tv.
Life forgets death very quickly.
I don't weep much at funerals anymore.
I simply contemplate.
Contemplate my human fate.
I will get old.
I will get sick.
I will die.
I will be separated from everyone and everything I own, have known.... loved.
When the funeral and wake are done, I'll go home to cook dinner and watch tv.
Life forgets death very quickly.
#death
#funeral
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 2:41pm
26th Dec 2024 2:41pm
The 50th Anniversary of Jack Benny's Death
He brought laughter and he was important to many.
He died fifty years ago and his name was Jack Benny.
Mel Blanc appeared quite often on Jack's show.
At the age of eighty, it was Benny's time to go.
If Jack had died one day earlier, he would've died on Christmas Day.
He was a very talented individual who died half a century ago today.
Jack was an actor and it's an actor's job to pretend.
He went into a coma before he died and it was sad because it was the end.
He died fifty years ago and his name was Jack Benny.
Mel Blanc appeared quite often on Jack's show.
At the age of eighty, it was Benny's time to go.
If Jack had died one day earlier, he would've died on Christmas Day.
He was a very talented individual who died half a century ago today.
Jack was an actor and it's an actor's job to pretend.
He went into a coma before he died and it was sad because it was the end.
#anniversary
#death
#nonfiction
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Cursedvessel
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 3:39pm
24th Dec 2024 3:39pm
Numb Misery
The drink calls for me
Whispering calming release
The bitter always present
An attempt to hide with sweet
The cravings will not cease
Desiring for the anguish to relent
Her voice, once strong in memory
Fading into my own, holding on
To the honeyed words spoken
Once to be light and feathery
Now to be labored and gone
My spirit feels so broken
Do you know what she would say?
Every holiday when asked
What gift she seeks?
"You" she'd convey
"In that dress" said at last ...
Whispering calming release
The bitter always present
An attempt to hide with sweet
The cravings will not cease
Desiring for the anguish to relent
Her voice, once strong in memory
Fading into my own, holding on
To the honeyed words spoken
Once to be light and feathery
Now to be labored and gone
My spirit feels so broken
Do you know what she would say?
Every holiday when asked
What gift she seeks?
"You" she'd convey
"In that dress" said at last ...
#alcohol
#death
#depression
#grief
#holiday
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 1:34pm
24th Dec 2024 1:34pm
Merry Christmas
Everyone wants to live forever
Trying to avoid the great unknown
Castles of silver, streets of gold
The doubts permeate your mind
Was I good enough to make it in
Or was my life to abundant with sin
Will I rise up to the heavens
Or fall to that boiling lake of fire
Will I come back as a butterfly
Or a pig fattened for slaughter
Maybe there's nothing
Spirits floating around with
Zero, zilch, nada to do
Or maybe I could be stuck in purgatory
With noone to free me
If I am reincarnated
I'd want to be a cow in...
Trying to avoid the great unknown
Castles of silver, streets of gold
The doubts permeate your mind
Was I good enough to make it in
Or was my life to abundant with sin
Will I rise up to the heavens
Or fall to that boiling lake of fire
Will I come back as a butterfly
Or a pig fattened for slaughter
Maybe there's nothing
Spirits floating around with
Zero, zilch, nada to do
Or maybe I could be stuck in purgatory
With noone to free me
If I am reincarnated
I'd want to be a cow in...
#Christmas
#death
#faith
#God
#sacrifice
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 12:55pm
23rd Dec 2024 12:55pm
It Wasn't A Wonderful Life
Some people were upset and they said it was unfair.
George Bailey killed old man Potter and he went to the electric chair.
George discovered that the eight thousand was stolen by Potter.
George became enraged and he was angry enough to slaughter.
George went to Potter's house with his gun and he shot him through the heart.
As they strapped George to the electric chair, he knew his decision wasn't smart.
George refused to have his head shaven and his hair burst into flames.
Poor George truly became a hot head and he only had himself to blame.
George...
George Bailey killed old man Potter and he went to the electric chair.
George discovered that the eight thousand was stolen by Potter.
George became enraged and he was angry enough to slaughter.
George went to Potter's house with his gun and he shot him through the heart.
As they strapped George to the electric chair, he knew his decision wasn't smart.
George refused to have his head shaven and his hair burst into flames.
Poor George truly became a hot head and he only had himself to blame.
George...
#death
#fiction
#murder
#parody
#Christmas
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Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 6:52am
23rd Dec 2024 6:52am
the rabBIT hole
Down into the hollow....
Where no one else will follow.
Where no one else will know.
Somewhere deeper than below.
That's where you'll find me.... grasping!
Within me, my Spiritual self, gasping....
For the real me, & for air....
But time, & again there is nobody, & there is nothing there.
That's when I start to free fall.
That's when I can hear my God, beginning to call.
But I've abandoned "nearly" all control....
Traveling once more, down that same old rabBIT hole.
Down into the...
Where no one else will follow.
Where no one else will know.
Somewhere deeper than below.
That's where you'll find me.... grasping!
Within me, my Spiritual self, gasping....
For the real me, & for air....
But time, & again there is nobody, & there is nothing there.
That's when I start to free fall.
That's when I can hear my God, beginning to call.
But I've abandoned "nearly" all control....
Traveling once more, down that same old rabBIT hole.
Down into the...
#dark
#death
#evil
#suffering
#temptation
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Shon
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 6:15pm
17th Dec 2024 6:15pm
Putting a log in my fire
As I picked up a log for the fire.
Opening the door I looked in and saw in.
Before me was a view to describe.
Entranced I stared before me. glowing embers of fire.
Space i spied for my log to go.
Feeling the breeze, felt the glow of the heat.
The way the log were positioned.
The flames all aglow, looked like a city on fire.
Incandescent Crimson and Red like inside of hell.
Or when hell comes to dinner.
Fire , fire everywhere. Walls and buildings a blase
No escape from this. And you known it!
Yet this nightmare...
Opening the door I looked in and saw in.
Before me was a view to describe.
Entranced I stared before me. glowing embers of fire.
Space i spied for my log to go.
Feeling the breeze, felt the glow of the heat.
The way the log were positioned.
The flames all aglow, looked like a city on fire.
Incandescent Crimson and Red like inside of hell.
Or when hell comes to dinner.
Fire , fire everywhere. Walls and buildings a blase
No escape from this. And you known it!
Yet this nightmare...
#death
#fire
#MovingOn
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Poetryman
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 8:02am
16th Dec 2024 8:02am
May as Well be Dead
I can't remember how to smile
So many years of sadness
Piled upon loneliness
I think, a long time ago, some held me in warm arms
But I think it might just have been a fantasy
I hurt inside so hard I can't tell what is in pain
I think it might be my heart but I don't know
I don't remember what my heart felt like
Some distant echoes, a noise like a drum
But it has faded away beneath a sheet of white noise
The pain only goes away when I fall asleep
When i dream of shadows that surround me in screams
Life is only a gift when it feels...
So many years of sadness
Piled upon loneliness
I think, a long time ago, some held me in warm arms
But I think it might just have been a fantasy
I hurt inside so hard I can't tell what is in pain
I think it might be my heart but I don't know
I don't remember what my heart felt like
Some distant echoes, a noise like a drum
But it has faded away beneath a sheet of white noise
The pain only goes away when I fall asleep
When i dream of shadows that surround me in screams
Life is only a gift when it feels...
#anxiety
#dark
#death #depression
#death #depression
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 3:20pm
10th Dec 2024 3:20pm
Suicide Is Not Selfish
Josh told me that 4 months before January that he was in the mental hospital for wanting to kill himself. And while sometimes I still worry if he's even still alive, I wouldn't blame him. I wouldn't be mad at him for wanting to die. His dad fucked him, and a girl harassed him last year. Give him a break, world.
Robert, my friend I met up with at the mall yesterday, told me he's not ready to kill himself yet. And although it would kill me if he died, I wouldn't be mad. I know how much he suffered from his mom's narcissistic abuse.
Wesley, another guy friend who I know,...
Robert, my friend I met up with at the mall yesterday, told me he's not ready to kill himself yet. And although it would kill me if he died, I wouldn't be mad. I know how much he suffered from his mom's narcissistic abuse.
Wesley, another guy friend who I know,...
#death
#TruthOfLife
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