Long Poems About Death
#death
Long poems about death. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Punch Drunk
Woke up coughing for whatever reason I can't get up
Each eyelid seems to weigh a ton, what the fuck
There seems to be a fallen building right on top of me
My breathing is painful, labored, and my voice is raspy
"Hello" is continuously forced out with no response
My eyes are slowly pried open, they hit my cheeks and brow, and they bounce
I find myself looking up at a ceiling that is totally unfamiliar
The scent is foul as hell, smothering, and it isn't familiar
Where am I and why can't I move or get up
Has all the...
Each eyelid seems to weigh a ton, what the fuck
There seems to be a fallen building right on top of me
My breathing is painful, labored, and my voice is raspy
"Hello" is continuously forced out with no response
My eyes are slowly pried open, they hit my cheeks and brow, and they bounce
I find myself looking up at a ceiling that is totally unfamiliar
The scent is foul as hell, smothering, and it isn't familiar
Where am I and why can't I move or get up
Has all the...
#dark
#death
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IRONIC EXISTENCE
Ironic – isn’t it…?
The ver essentials we need to survive
Are the same essentials that endanger and destroy us!
The very same people we love
Are the same loved ones we hurt or hurt us –
The very same life occurrences and events
That cause us to smile and laugh
Are the same occurrences and events that cause tears and humiliation!
Ironic – isn’t t…?
The same life we cherish and deem of priceless worth
And we hold fast to never foresee its end
Is the same life we mis-care for and waste
Toss aside and risk and gamble away
As...
The ver essentials we need to survive
Are the same essentials that endanger and destroy us!
The very same people we love
Are the same loved ones we hurt or hurt us –
The very same life occurrences and events
That cause us to smile and laugh
Are the same occurrences and events that cause tears and humiliation!
Ironic – isn’t t…?
The same life we cherish and deem of priceless worth
And we hold fast to never foresee its end
Is the same life we mis-care for and waste
Toss aside and risk and gamble away
As...
#birth
#death
#fate
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Butcher's Block

#dark
#death
#horror
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~from a miscellany day’s eclectic ensemble…
1.
the weekend’s gecko vibe continues..
still in a shivering horror, in the corner
of this a herpetophobic mind.. rings
terrific bells as I cross this bedroom
each time.. wondering, has this gecko
taken a refuge in there.. or better to
say, has conquered the room in reality..
2.
a delicate dipteran like a transparent
tiny midge, over my mobile touchscreen..
suffering in sticky traps of a droplet water..
& ah, this pure Buddhist~ Jainist hybrid
of a practicing Hindu... tries to...
the weekend’s gecko vibe continues..
still in a shivering horror, in the corner
of this a herpetophobic mind.. rings
terrific bells as I cross this bedroom
each time.. wondering, has this gecko
taken a refuge in there.. or better to
say, has conquered the room in reality..
2.
a delicate dipteran like a transparent
tiny midge, over my mobile touchscreen..
suffering in sticky traps of a droplet water..
& ah, this pure Buddhist~ Jainist hybrid
of a practicing Hindu... tries to...
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#humankind
#job
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~the (un)imagining
amidst the sumptuous
feeding in impending glooms..
trying hard.. to swim against
these blackly enshrouding
opacity clouds.. choking
in noxiousnes..
how foolishly dare-devilish
to act against a devil itself ..
(or is it the destined divinity..)
this mere pure a defying act
of i m a g i n i n g .. yes
(literally reads as if an ‘unageing’)
a rebellion.. a religion
this
imagining..
in the imagining..
the rainy droplets ...
feeding in impending glooms..
trying hard.. to swim against
these blackly enshrouding
opacity clouds.. choking
in noxiousnes..
how foolishly dare-devilish
to act against a devil itself ..
(or is it the destined divinity..)
this mere pure a defying act
of i m a g i n i n g .. yes
(literally reads as if an ‘unageing’)
a rebellion.. a religion
this
imagining..
in the imagining..
the rainy droplets ...
#death
#love
#spiritual #stars
#spiritual #stars
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~fanaa ::
an.. in an un-perturbing
pureform.. a still pond
potential... a formless
form.. exists as non-existence
...or is it beyond existence..
an essence...
waiting to be found
to be in a syncing music of higher vibrations
a poetry in motion.. of unitary revolutions..
in spelling accompaniment
with your humming hymns..
the wordless words... in
repetitive recitations...
whence the inner flame of soul
over the pulsing spellbound tongue
dances.. as a...
pureform.. a still pond
potential... a formless
form.. exists as non-existence
...or is it beyond existence..
an essence...
waiting to be found
to be in a syncing music of higher vibrations
a poetry in motion.. of unitary revolutions..
in spelling accompaniment
with your humming hymns..
the wordless words... in
repetitive recitations...
whence the inner flame of soul
over the pulsing spellbound tongue
dances.. as a...
#death
#freedom
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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don't leave me...
where are you, my darling?
you no longer visit me in my dreams...
i tried searching you among the stars
but all i could find was traces of your fragrance
lingering amongst the stellar streams.
where have you gone, my sweetheart?
are you hiding behind the lovely moon...
i enquired but it only assured me
saying you would return soon.
night is my refuge
cos it's then when i dream
and meet you soul to soul ...
you no longer visit me in my dreams...
i tried searching you among the stars
but all i could find was traces of your fragrance
lingering amongst the stellar streams.
where have you gone, my sweetheart?
are you hiding behind the lovely moon...
i enquired but it only assured me
saying you would return soon.
night is my refuge
cos it's then when i dream
and meet you soul to soul ...
#death
#IMissYou
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bE ThAt aS iT mAY
Craved by death and the grave but not today
Hooray although scathed I played and got away
Time flies good bye bye
Hurry up and seize the day today
BE THAT AS IT MAY they say
Come on let come what may my way
So little time remains yet
There's so much still left to say
Mayday Mayday
Mqybe everything will be okay someday
Displaced today from this dretched dismay
How everything was kept then swept away
Disgraced this way in a rant I rave
Cliches fillet in this escapade
Like the birds of...
Hooray although scathed I played and got away
Time flies good bye bye
Hurry up and seize the day today
BE THAT AS IT MAY they say
Come on let come what may my way
So little time remains yet
There's so much still left to say
Mayday Mayday
Mqybe everything will be okay someday
Displaced today from this dretched dismay
How everything was kept then swept away
Disgraced this way in a rant I rave
Cliches fillet in this escapade
Like the birds of...
#addiction
#Christian
#death
#redemption
#SelfReflection
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Unsent Letter to Grieving Parents
Text from Julian's yearbook: We were so blessed the day we welcomed you into our family. You arrived on your own terms, feet first, and you’ve been running ever since. We have always been amazed by your determination, courage, compassion, and strength. Never take life for granted and know that we love you beyond measure. Mom and Dad
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Smith,
I am deeply sorry for your loss. Your daughter was a remarkable person, full of life and kindness, and her passing has left a void for all who knew her. It is truly heartbreaking that such a vibrant spirit has been...
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Smith,
I am deeply sorry for your loss. Your daughter was a remarkable person, full of life and kindness, and her passing has left a void for all who knew her. It is truly heartbreaking that such a vibrant spirit has been...
#death
#grief
#sex
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The Day We Said Goodbye
It was a very cold winter day
Still I couldn’t tell you if it was sunny or gray
Such irrelevance was far in the back of my mind
It would’ve been dark even if the sun did shine
So often we're in the place we least want to see
But there’s nowhere else that we’d rather be
They said you were dying, a sin to keep you alive
Our hearts ripped to pieces deciding what was right
It turned out to be the day we said goodbye ...
Still I couldn’t tell you if it was sunny or gray
Such irrelevance was far in the back of my mind
It would’ve been dark even if the sun did shine
So often we're in the place we least want to see
But there’s nowhere else that we’d rather be
They said you were dying, a sin to keep you alive
Our hearts ripped to pieces deciding what was right
It turned out to be the day we said goodbye ...
#death
#grief
#love
#sadness
#TimeHeals
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To My Grandmother
Throughout the past couple of months, I’ve been watching my grandmother’s health fluctuate vastly. I enter her room and don’t know whether to expect a natural or forced smile. I’ve seen tears roll down her face as she tries to remain strong, knowing her time is limited. The pain has become simply unbearable. I find myself weak in these moments. Something so important to me but far outside of my ability to help.
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
#death
#family
#hope
#illness
#love
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a toast to no one
the call came today
you’re dead
finally
the universe took its sweet time
over and over
I’ve tried rebuildin
what you burned down
with that lighter fluid smile
over and over
I’ve tried to wash out
all of your venom
that pulses thru my veins
they’ll want me to weep
to forgive you
to speak of loss and motherly love
but what is there it mourn
when nothin I ever had has died?
the actress takes her final bow
no fuckin encore
those invisible strings
that you pulled so well ...
you’re dead
finally
the universe took its sweet time
over and over
I’ve tried rebuildin
what you burned down
with that lighter fluid smile
over and over
I’ve tried to wash out
all of your venom
that pulses thru my veins
they’ll want me to weep
to forgive you
to speak of loss and motherly love
but what is there it mourn
when nothin I ever had has died?
the actress takes her final bow
no fuckin encore
those invisible strings
that you pulled so well ...
#anger
#death
#mother
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