Poems About Death Seeking Honest Critique
#death
Poems about death seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
A Gruesome Affliction
As I experience dehydration
My body faces trauma
this progresses into suffocation
Chronic infection
echoes my demise
out of body experience
reduced to ash, hear my cries
My body faces trauma
this progresses into suffocation
Chronic infection
echoes my demise
out of body experience
reduced to ash, hear my cries
#death
#rhyming
#spiritual #suffering
#spiritual #suffering
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Sadness with a smile
As I held her hand tightly as they turned off the machines
Within 5 minutes she was gone
Her pain has ceased
and so has her life
Tears will be shed that she's passed on
Thinking of her life, gives me a reason to smile
Within 5 minutes she was gone
Her pain has ceased
and so has her life
Tears will be shed that she's passed on
Thinking of her life, gives me a reason to smile
#acceptance
#death
#illness
#LifeCycle
#memories
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I will be responsable for my actions.
My feet track through the sand.
It is evening, the sun not quite gone, but past sunset.
The beach is long, the sand is cold.
Keeping a steady pace,
a presence seems to join me.
I can feel it staring.
As my eyes begin to release a steady stream,
I hear it speak:
"Why are you crying?"
My steps falter, then continue,
a little slower and stiffer than before.
My hands are cold.
It continues "I do not hold any resentment."
The words feel honest,
like an attempt to soothe.
I...
It is evening, the sun not quite gone, but past sunset.
The beach is long, the sand is cold.
Keeping a steady pace,
a presence seems to join me.
I can feel it staring.
As my eyes begin to release a steady stream,
I hear it speak:
"Why are you crying?"
My steps falter, then continue,
a little slower and stiffer than before.
My hands are cold.
It continues "I do not hold any resentment."
The words feel honest,
like an attempt to soothe.
I...
#death
#God
#regret #responsibility
#regret #responsibility
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The Lights of Marfa, Texas (as told by a tribal elder)
In the heart of the desert, ancient spirits roam,
In lands of Apache, this legend is known,
There once lived a people old as the sands
They looked out in sorry at the loss of their home.
The Apache chief was filled with hate and
Promised his daughter for a change of fate.
To the warrior who brought him a white woman’s scalp
He’d give his daughter on a golden plate.
Naiche, a young warrior, with eyes so deep,
Took up the challenge, with courage to keep,
He stalked a family, by Pecos River,
Watching a maiden whose beauty was...
In lands of Apache, this legend is known,
There once lived a people old as the sands
They looked out in sorry at the loss of their home.
The Apache chief was filled with hate and
Promised his daughter for a change of fate.
To the warrior who brought him a white woman’s scalp
He’d give his daughter on a golden plate.
Naiche, a young warrior, with eyes so deep,
Took up the challenge, with courage to keep,
He stalked a family, by Pecos River,
Watching a maiden whose beauty was...
#death
#love
#mythology
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Two Blue Oceans
- Two Blue Oceans -
Memory One: Peace, Serenity, and Sorrow
I look into the distance, and I see the ancient days reflected,
Other worlds, other times, other ages now lost to all records.
I look within, I see the place that is most securely protected,
From within to beyond, to a paradise filled with songs of birds.
A singular oasis, where in other flesh we oft went to feel peace!
Those of my house knew not of our secret meetings, lost love.
Yet I oft did sneak away, to bask in the wonder of your company,
Beneath the moons of a world no eyes see...
Memory One: Peace, Serenity, and Sorrow
I look into the distance, and I see the ancient days reflected,
Other worlds, other times, other ages now lost to all records.
I look within, I see the place that is most securely protected,
From within to beyond, to a paradise filled with songs of birds.
A singular oasis, where in other flesh we oft went to feel peace!
Those of my house knew not of our secret meetings, lost love.
Yet I oft did sneak away, to bask in the wonder of your company,
Beneath the moons of a world no eyes see...
#death
#love
#memories
#rebirth
#war
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Tuesdays
My pulse is a ticking clock
Like the one that used to be on your wall
Before it stopped
In my head it never ends
We’re still at that stop sign
We used to sit at to kill the time
A decade gone in a minute
I never get over anything
I want to fall back in it
Give me back the backroads
I want to feel like I’m going home
Take me to the stage again
So I can feel it in my bones
Please just let me go
I’m tired of your ghost
I’ve kept your books
Did you know this would happen
Did you...
Like the one that used to be on your wall
Before it stopped
In my head it never ends
We’re still at that stop sign
We used to sit at to kill the time
A decade gone in a minute
I never get over anything
I want to fall back in it
Give me back the backroads
I want to feel like I’m going home
Take me to the stage again
So I can feel it in my bones
Please just let me go
I’m tired of your ghost
I’ve kept your books
Did you know this would happen
Did you...
#death
#depression
#family
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The Lady Blue (The Best Shot)
#death
#depression
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God's honest truth
As she lays in the hospital bed dying,
i have great sadness that my wife of 35 years is at death's door
There was so much more that we could have done together
My only regret is that I never hit her
That's the one thing I would do if I had to do it all over again
i have great sadness that my wife of 35 years is at death's door
There was so much more that we could have done together
My only regret is that I never hit her
That's the one thing I would do if I had to do it all over again
#death
#marriage
#regret
#sadness
#violence
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Her Ashes
Her ashes nurture spring flowers with her final breath's embrace.
#death
#love
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Funeral
As I looked upon him lying in a coffin
There was a peace and tranquility
That you don't see that often
People gathered draped in black
Struggling to accept
Hes never coming back
Enough tears being shed to fill an ocean
As I noticed my tears
I got the notion
How selfish they are to feel this way
Its not about you
This is his big day
His final reward, a life sentence complete
For all that he's paid
Its his receipt
A fitting end to the chaos of living
To wish for him back ...
There was a peace and tranquility
That you don't see that often
People gathered draped in black
Struggling to accept
Hes never coming back
Enough tears being shed to fill an ocean
As I noticed my tears
I got the notion
How selfish they are to feel this way
Its not about you
This is his big day
His final reward, a life sentence complete
For all that he's paid
Its his receipt
A fitting end to the chaos of living
To wish for him back ...
#death
#freedom
#peace
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6 Comments
The killing choice
Today I want to kill a man
But i need to formulate a plan
Of how to carry out the act
Its the part of the equation that I lack
I could slit his wrists and let him bleed out slow
Release all his worries in a crimson flow
Or maybe get it over quick and be done
Leave all his regrets at the end of a gun
Can rope him up and watch him hang
Breath seeping from his body along with his pain
The top of a building I can toss him down
Let him reflect on his failures before hitting the...
But i need to formulate a plan
Of how to carry out the act
Its the part of the equation that I lack
I could slit his wrists and let him bleed out slow
Release all his worries in a crimson flow
Or maybe get it over quick and be done
Leave all his regrets at the end of a gun
Can rope him up and watch him hang
Breath seeping from his body along with his pain
The top of a building I can toss him down
Let him reflect on his failures before hitting the...
#dark
#death
#murder
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She Really Lets It Out In The Courtroom
Molly said that
she's glad her dad
is dead because he tore off her clothes and
raped
her while her mom did nothing.
she's glad her dad
is dead because he tore off her clothes and
raped
her while her mom did nothing.
#abuse
#death
#dialogue
#fiction
#sensual
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DU Poetry : Poems About Death Seeking Honest Critique