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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Bloody Spires
The shadowed spires that pierce the gloom
Midnight’s veil doth shroud the trembling earth
Lords of blood with vengeance sealed in doom
Engage in rites that scorn their noble birth
Their rapiers glint with cruel and fleeting light
Each thrust a dirge, each parry fate’s cruel jest
The winds do howl the heavens mourn their plight
As blades find flesh and rage consumes the breast
“Have at thee, cur!” the elder cries in wrath
His voice a thunder on the still, cold air
“For honor’s stain, thou shalt not leave this path
Thy life...
Midnight’s veil doth shroud the trembling earth
Lords of blood with vengeance sealed in doom
Engage in rites that scorn their noble birth
Their rapiers glint with cruel and fleeting light
Each thrust a dirge, each parry fate’s cruel jest
The winds do howl the heavens mourn their plight
As blades find flesh and rage consumes the breast
“Have at thee, cur!” the elder cries in wrath
His voice a thunder on the still, cold air
“For honor’s stain, thou shalt not leave this path
Thy life...
#conflict
#dark
#death
#gothic
#revenge
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Shadowed Arts
Beneath the pall of moonless ebon skies
Where tombs lie sundered by unholy will
A sorcery of black and fetid ties
Awakens whispers in the midnight chill
O necromancy, art of dread and gloom
Thy eldritch chords resound in cryptic halls
Thy power rends the sanctity of tomb
And calls the dead from Death’s eternal thralls
The charnel wind doth howl thy cursed name
Charcoaled woods where lifeless phantoms creep
Thy servants tread on bones now burnt by flame
While shadows writhe as if they wake from sleep
The rites thou...
Where tombs lie sundered by unholy will
A sorcery of black and fetid ties
Awakens whispers in the midnight chill
O necromancy, art of dread and gloom
Thy eldritch chords resound in cryptic halls
Thy power rends the sanctity of tomb
And calls the dead from Death’s eternal thralls
The charnel wind doth howl thy cursed name
Charcoaled woods where lifeless phantoms creep
Thy servants tread on bones now burnt by flame
While shadows writhe as if they wake from sleep
The rites thou...
#curse
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#magic
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A Night Out: Do You Trust Him?

#betrayal
#dark
#death #sex
#death #sex
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No Title.
I ran from the burning stones,
For it had never felt like home.
I ran till I found a place to lay my bones,
I found a home,
Resting alone,
No light to expose its ruins.
I let my flame touch its torches,
But instead, I set the home on fire,
And as I watched it burn,
The words in my head turned:
Child of ember,
You can never escape the ashes.
For it had never felt like home.
I ran till I found a place to lay my bones,
I found a home,
Resting alone,
No light to expose its ruins.
I let my flame touch its torches,
But instead, I set the home on fire,
And as I watched it burn,
The words in my head turned:
Child of ember,
You can never escape the ashes.
#dark
#death
#denial #fire
#denial #fire
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Euphoric
Call me the fallen
You test me, I'm all in
This baggage I'm hauling
Is strange and appauling
You know not who you face
Forgotten, no trace
The lot that you chase
Gone rotten, erased
Empty is your future
Lonely is your now
Your existence is putred
You will be disemboweled
Stagnant is my hatred
Into the winds, I howl
Your demise is fated
Soul behind your eyes is fowl
A sacrifice of blood
Floating up to the sky
Malice gushing like a flood
I wrote you my goodbye
Once...
You test me, I'm all in
This baggage I'm hauling
Is strange and appauling
You know not who you face
Forgotten, no trace
The lot that you chase
Gone rotten, erased
Empty is your future
Lonely is your now
Your existence is putred
You will be disemboweled
Stagnant is my hatred
Into the winds, I howl
Your demise is fated
Soul behind your eyes is fowl
A sacrifice of blood
Floating up to the sky
Malice gushing like a flood
I wrote you my goodbye
Once...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#murder
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Before I Wake
Black is my heart
I wake with a start
From nightmares so sweet
Wish I could return
To work I depart
To practice my art
I might find a treat
A victim to burn
I'll set body aflame
No face and no name
You're merely a doll
Meant to keep me enthralled
What's left when I'm done?
Blackened remains, I'm stunned
From the odor I run
This method, no fun
Next I'll try a mallet
Should satisfy my...
I wake with a start
From nightmares so sweet
Wish I could return
To work I depart
To practice my art
I might find a treat
A victim to burn
I'll set body aflame
No face and no name
You're merely a doll
Meant to keep me enthralled
What's left when I'm done?
Blackened remains, I'm stunned
From the odor I run
This method, no fun
Next I'll try a mallet
Should satisfy my...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#murder
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Tomorrow is not Promised
You hope you wake up this morning
But today is not promised to us
So if you wake up live balls out
Because you never know where it ends
Twist and turn as the blue marble spins around
Your tiny apartment in queens
You’re living out life because you can breathe
And you’re not pushing up petals
So give it all you’ve got you can’t take it with you
Live every second like it’s you’re last breath
Because tomorrow is not promised
You lay your head down and hope you get up
For tomorrow is not...
But today is not promised to us
So if you wake up live balls out
Because you never know where it ends
Twist and turn as the blue marble spins around
Your tiny apartment in queens
You’re living out life because you can breathe
And you’re not pushing up petals
So give it all you’ve got you can’t take it with you
Live every second like it’s you’re last breath
Because tomorrow is not promised
You lay your head down and hope you get up
For tomorrow is not...
#birth
#death
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Is there a GOD
I’m standing in line at the children’s graveyard
I look for my lost son and my beautiful wife
Stand among the most inhumane condition
But im looking for family to set me free
See a sneaker that looks like his
Pull up a rock I’ve found my buried son
Dig like a dog you cant stop me
When i get to him he’s not breathing
I wail out and scream and say is there a GOD
If there is i cant see him
I look for my lost son and my beautiful wife
Stand among the most inhumane condition
But im looking for family to set me free
See a sneaker that looks like his
Pull up a rock I’ve found my buried son
Dig like a dog you cant stop me
When i get to him he’s not breathing
I wail out and scream and say is there a GOD
If there is i cant see him
#children
#death
#war #wife
#war #wife
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The Final Divulgence
During that dead silent morning
We weren't informed, there was no warning
The initial revelation
Of an alien invasion
Created a stir in the nation
Threatening confrontation
No escape, from any location
People ailing from starvation
Beings exploit our creation
Resulting in death, or some mutation
Aliens performing amputations
Everywhere lies excessive devastation
Suicidal conformation
Someone save us from salvation
The Final Divulgence
We weren't informed, there was no warning
The initial revelation
Of an alien invasion
Created a stir in the nation
Threatening confrontation
No escape, from any location
People ailing from starvation
Beings exploit our creation
Resulting in death, or some mutation
Aliens performing amputations
Everywhere lies excessive devastation
Suicidal conformation
Someone save us from salvation
The Final Divulgence
#aliens
#dark
#death #fate
#death #fate
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Bobby
Bobby's head fell off...
our beloved classmate.
Bobby's head fell off...
leaving him quite dead.
Bobby's head fell off...
all they ever told us!
Bobby's head fell off...
never to be in class again.
Bobby's head fell off...
we can't...we won't tell you how!
Bobby's head fell off...
no story in the news!
Bobby's head fell off...
the details are too horrific!
Bobby's head fell off -
BUT ISN'T THAT HORRIFIC?
our beloved classmate.
Bobby's head fell off...
leaving him quite dead.
Bobby's head fell off...
all they ever told us!
Bobby's head fell off...
never to be in class again.
Bobby's head fell off...
we can't...we won't tell you how!
Bobby's head fell off...
no story in the news!
Bobby's head fell off...
the details are too horrific!
Bobby's head fell off -
BUT ISN'T THAT HORRIFIC?
#dark
#death
#horror
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Vomit flesh on your sagging breasts
The two of them are in the bathtub
They grope at each other
Their weak, sagging flesh
Stinking gas comes from their genitalia
The water turns black
They kiss
They vomit into each other's mouths
The flesh hangs from their bones as they grab
He grabs at the rotting breast
Come lover, let's go to bed
Spiders crawl out of her snatch
They want to fuck so bad they can taste it in each other's mouths
They are fucking like pigs
They do it with the lights off, so they won't be mutually disgusted by the sight of their flesh
They do...
They grope at each other
Their weak, sagging flesh
Stinking gas comes from their genitalia
The water turns black
They kiss
They vomit into each other's mouths
The flesh hangs from their bones as they grab
He grabs at the rotting breast
Come lover, let's go to bed
Spiders crawl out of her snatch
They want to fuck so bad they can taste it in each other's mouths
They are fucking like pigs
They do it with the lights off, so they won't be mutually disgusted by the sight of their flesh
They do...
#dark
#death
#illness
#sex
#war
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Back to Michigan
They say you can't go back...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
#death
#father
#grief #memories
#grief #memories
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