NightGoddess
Poem Published
16th Jan 2023 9:20pm
16th Jan 2023 9:20pm
None of this is fair
Unlike the meticulous planning of a wedding, an obituary serves as the invitations and a few phone calls procures essentials for an interment
Within days the accommodations are booked, the staff ready, the guest of honor prepared, and the room decorated
Memorial cards printed, limos waxed, and even the reception room is filled with fare for those invited to feast
The sounds are discrete at a funeral ceremony, a library silence, an inherent rule of respect I suppose
Friends, families and acquaintances hurt along side you. “I’m sorry for your...
Within days the accommodations are booked, the staff ready, the guest of honor prepared, and the room decorated
Memorial cards printed, limos waxed, and even the reception room is filled with fare for those invited to feast
The sounds are discrete at a funeral ceremony, a library silence, an inherent rule of respect I suppose
Friends, families and acquaintances hurt along side you. “I’m sorry for your...
#love
#hope
#death #graveyard
#death #graveyard
164 reads
20 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
16th Jan 2023 5:23pm
16th Jan 2023 5:23pm
Dying
the light awakens........
the soul
for I am dying
….maybe not in the literal sense
but then again
maybe I am
the universe in it's anonymity
opens it's doors,
heeding the call......we all must go
my days grow shorter
and I grow less and less afraid
in the fleeting moments
of this life and time we share
Inhibitions tend to whisk themselves away......
…...and in the waning hours
I need to find the strength
to say to you what
I want to say,
What you...
the soul
for I am dying
….maybe not in the literal sense
but then again
maybe I am
the universe in it's anonymity
opens it's doors,
heeding the call......we all must go
my days grow shorter
and I grow less and less afraid
in the fleeting moments
of this life and time we share
Inhibitions tend to whisk themselves away......
…...and in the waning hours
I need to find the strength
to say to you what
I want to say,
What you...
#love
#dark
#death #emotional
#death #emotional
104 reads
10 Comments
LaBrujaOscura_75
Poem Published
10th Jan 2023 9:39pm
10th Jan 2023 9:39pm
Death Never Sleeps
I am she who has many forms and names
The cold north wind, and the secret flames,
The black void that lies between every star
And the blood that flows to make each scar.
I am merciless and yet there is mercy in me
You do not want to understand my destiny!
There is no going back from where I walked
And I will not take back how I have talked.
I was before the world, before all time began
I will remain, when done is the age of man,
With the multiverse I came into being first.
Before war or strife, before any blood thirst
I dwelt in that...
The cold north wind, and the secret flames,
The black void that lies between every star
And the blood that flows to make each scar.
I am merciless and yet there is mercy in me
You do not want to understand my destiny!
There is no going back from where I walked
And I will not take back how I have talked.
I was before the world, before all time began
I will remain, when done is the age of man,
With the multiverse I came into being first.
Before war or strife, before any blood thirst
I dwelt in that...
#dark
#death
#spiritual
#confessional
#myself
76 reads
3 Comments
Vampyre497
Poem Published
10th Jan 2023 2:01pm
10th Jan 2023 2:01pm
A Weeknight Excursion
I shut down my computer and turn off the TV only because I am the last one awake in my house. The light is still on over the center of the kitchen but the rest of the house is engulfed in darkness. The lights flicker once only to signify the transference of energy from my mind into reality. My imagination begins to gear up for true use as my senses begin to dull and forget how to operate. I know what is coming next because it happens every night and every day. It's all a part of my daily life but it still keeps me from sleeping. My heart begins to race because it knows no other method or...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#death
#evil
54 reads
0 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Poem Published
9th Jan 2023 00:09am
9th Jan 2023 00:09am
Where I live
Used to be a farmer
Used to till the ground
Now my tractor's silent
I can faintly here the sound
That memory of my father
As I sat on his knee
While he taught me the value
Of the planted seed
Used to be a milkman
I used to be your friend
I used to be something
I'll never be again
Used to be a teacher
Used to mentor kids
Used to think it mattered
Then it all came to this
Had to buy the pencils,...
Used to till the ground
Now my tractor's silent
I can faintly here the sound
That memory of my father
As I sat on his knee
While he taught me the value
Of the planted seed
Used to be a milkman
I used to be your friend
I used to be something
I'll never be again
Used to be a teacher
Used to mentor kids
Used to think it mattered
Then it all came to this
Had to buy the pencils,...
#anxiety
#hope
#death #LifeStruggles
#death #LifeStruggles
83 reads
6 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
8th Jan 2023 5:20pm
8th Jan 2023 5:20pm
The Chariot
Let’s be honest,
Rooms are composed of six lines,
Line One:
Why am I a who-man, cataracted into
This
Antagonistic, rectipetal
Lee,
Hand of accreted injury,
Thrust before a liquefactious air,
And why is this sleek-
Shod carrion bird,
Flute of limbs and impermeable
Coat,
Circling the stench
Of once proud flesh,
Rendered, now,
A tumble of stinking ropes,
What it is.
Line Two:
Why are the corners brooding
At the drum beats...
Rooms are composed of six lines,
Line One:
Why am I a who-man, cataracted into
This
Antagonistic, rectipetal
Lee,
Hand of accreted injury,
Thrust before a liquefactious air,
And why is this sleek-
Shod carrion bird,
Flute of limbs and impermeable
Coat,
Circling the stench
Of once proud flesh,
Rendered, now,
A tumble of stinking ropes,
What it is.
Line Two:
Why are the corners brooding
At the drum beats...
#love
#lust
#identity
#death
#honesty
193 reads
31 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
30th Dec 2022 8:30pm
30th Dec 2022 8:30pm
The Death Child: Extreme Couples Counseling
- The Death Child: Extreme Couples Counseling -
Upon the slopes of the great mountain, lightning lashes and dark clouds rumbled, though there was no storm elsewhere. Below that massive peak, its' cliffs and crags, and the hills that led up to it all around, there lay a stretch of plains whereon two armies clashed. The sound of sword, ax, and spear on metal so resounded, and there was shouting and yelling among the folk so engaged. Unlike upon the mountain... there was no snow upon the plains, which were still touched by the sun and so spared the icy fate of the peak itself. The...
Upon the slopes of the great mountain, lightning lashes and dark clouds rumbled, though there was no storm elsewhere. Below that massive peak, its' cliffs and crags, and the hills that led up to it all around, there lay a stretch of plains whereon two armies clashed. The sound of sword, ax, and spear on metal so resounded, and there was shouting and yelling among the folk so engaged. Unlike upon the mountain... there was no snow upon the plains, which were still touched by the sun and so spared the icy fate of the peak itself. The...
#love
#death
#suicide
#fate
#aliens
124 reads
2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
25th Dec 2022 5:22pm
25th Dec 2022 5:22pm
The Earth Speaks With Anger
I am Earth; I am a life form that can live forever.
My formation is a spectacle to behold.
I am the most beautiful planet in the constellation.
From my soil, humans were taken.
And to my soil, they will certainly return.
Mortal beings have a short lifespan.
I keep all creatures alive for a limited time.
Mankind is an undesirable being.
I regret that man was made out of my resource.
Foolish humans have polluted my atmosphere.
I can hardly protect myself from the sun.
They have spoiled my beauty with deforestation.
My pure water...
My formation is a spectacle to behold.
I am the most beautiful planet in the constellation.
From my soil, humans were taken.
And to my soil, they will certainly return.
Mortal beings have a short lifespan.
I keep all creatures alive for a limited time.
Mankind is an undesirable being.
I regret that man was made out of my resource.
Foolish humans have polluted my atmosphere.
I can hardly protect myself from the sun.
They have spoiled my beauty with deforestation.
My pure water...
#beauty
#death
#earth
#pollution
#humankind
43 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2022 8:17pm
23rd Dec 2022 8:17pm
The Sword of Mordred: Part X
#family
#war
#death
#fate
#memories
31 reads
2 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2022 8:13pm
23rd Dec 2022 8:13pm
The Sword of Mordred: Part IX
#dark
#war
#death
#evil
#memories
29 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
12th Dec 2022 11:17pm
12th Dec 2022 11:17pm
Trick Or Treat
#dark
#death
#evil
47 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
10th Dec 2022 6:45pm
10th Dec 2022 6:45pm
The Virus
These events as of late has been preparing the world for my return
Baal has been torturing me over and over watching me burn
But I've been promised to be the first allowed through the fucking gates
Baal said only if this time you brought even more pain delivering their fate
But as soon as he said it he realized that it was a silly request
Mentality believes in the punishment of the flesh to lay the spirit to rest
I want it to lay down, roll over, and become like putty in my hands
So Baal tortures me with promises of a possible release under his command...
Baal has been torturing me over and over watching me burn
But I've been promised to be the first allowed through the fucking gates
Baal said only if this time you brought even more pain delivering their fate
But as soon as he said it he realized that it was a silly request
Mentality believes in the punishment of the flesh to lay the spirit to rest
I want it to lay down, roll over, and become like putty in my hands
So Baal tortures me with promises of a possible release under his command...
#dark
#death
#evil
#drugs
#rhyming
67 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Death
