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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The Deadly Bookcase
After her sister & mother haven't heard from Chrissy for several days, her family reported the petite 31 year old missing. Fifteen days after filing the missing persons report, the mother & sister noticed a foul odor in the house. Following their noses, they found Chrissy wedged behind a 6-foot bookcase. She had fallen headfirst and became trapped behind the bookcase when she tried to adjust her television set, which sat on the top shelf.
#books
#death
#fiction
#ignorance
#satirical
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Draws Down, Face Up
A homeless man in New York found a manhole in the Bronx that was just out of the way enough to offer him some privacy, so he routinely used it as a toilet. One day he lost his balance and was found dead at the bottom of the sewer. Draws down, face up.
#death
#fiction
#homelessness
#ignorance
#satirical
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To My Mother at New Year's
On the phone, my father
urges me to remember you.
I remember your anger,
the luminous swell
of your outdated,
blond beehive;
your cold opulence,
how everything you touched
turned beautiful.
How you smelled of Giorgio,
the gorgeous handwriting
on your envelopes.
In every room,
an elegant vase of flowers,
petals and ivy descending
in perfect patterns;
luxurious dresses
you created yourself.
How I could never fit
into your constellations
of perfection...
urges me to remember you.
I remember your anger,
the luminous swell
of your outdated,
blond beehive;
your cold opulence,
how everything you touched
turned beautiful.
How you smelled of Giorgio,
the gorgeous handwriting
on your envelopes.
In every room,
an elegant vase of flowers,
petals and ivy descending
in perfect patterns;
luxurious dresses
you created yourself.
How I could never fit
into your constellations
of perfection...
#death
#grief
#love
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Tempting Death
When I’m loathing life’s vinyl,
Held in the palms of tender hands,
There, in my darkest corners
He lured me to the pit with bait.
Swept off my feet with a spell,
Submissive to his sweet enticement
Enthralling me with ease,
Drawn to the taste of cate.
Blinded by hypnosis,
An enticing silk to veil my eyes,
Seeing only his annihilating beauty,
Wrecked, he took my sight.
With his dulcet words,
Seducing me to the edge,
Drunk on this curse
Of how tempting death felt.
...
Held in the palms of tender hands,
There, in my darkest corners
He lured me to the pit with bait.
Swept off my feet with a spell,
Submissive to his sweet enticement
Enthralling me with ease,
Drawn to the taste of cate.
Blinded by hypnosis,
An enticing silk to veil my eyes,
Seeing only his annihilating beauty,
Wrecked, he took my sight.
With his dulcet words,
Seducing me to the edge,
Drunk on this curse
Of how tempting death felt.
...
#death
#seductive
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Silence Beckons Me
I can't believe your lying there
Silent,
my tears can't cry
You left the life we shared
Endless days after you died
Stars glisten in the night
Please come back to me
I need a sign from you
I miss you, can't you see
One last look at you
As I think back to our lives
I touch your face
Where your spirit lies
They close the coffin
I can't accept your gone
I'll see you on the other side
Silence beckons me, life carries on
Silent,
my tears can't cry
You left the life we shared
Endless days after you died
Stars glisten in the night
Please come back to me
I need a sign from you
I miss you, can't you see
One last look at you
As I think back to our lives
I touch your face
Where your spirit lies
They close the coffin
I can't accept your gone
I'll see you on the other side
Silence beckons me, life carries on
#death
#IMissYou
#loneliness
#lover
#silence
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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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Thoughts Floating on the waters…
If someday the fates design
This life concludes before my time
May the Gods of Tragic Ends allow
Into the deep green sea, my final bow
Might sink me soft with peaceful chill
Blood from red to blue so slows the will
As quietly passes this mortal form
A soul of love then floats forlorn
Midst sand and salt and grasses of the sea
Until it finds again a Home for You & me
In some other realm or space to meet
A crashing merging so beautiful, so sweet
Then Start anew our life together on the shore
That vast wild seas...
This life concludes before my time
May the Gods of Tragic Ends allow
Into the deep green sea, my final bow
Might sink me soft with peaceful chill
Blood from red to blue so slows the will
As quietly passes this mortal form
A soul of love then floats forlorn
Midst sand and salt and grasses of the sea
Until it finds again a Home for You & me
In some other realm or space to meet
A crashing merging so beautiful, so sweet
Then Start anew our life together on the shore
That vast wild seas...
#death
#dreams
#love
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Then I Dream, You Dreamt About Me
viz dream
#death
#faith
#hope #love
#hope #love
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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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In Death's Shoes
Everything has meaning
Everything is meaningful
Everything is meaningless
Everything is mean
It all makes sense
It's all bullshit
Death fucks love in the neck
Death makes me see the end
At the beginning of everything
Death makes me want to sleep
Death is a relief
Death is a release
Death is my master and inspiration
A good boss
A good reason to live
A great reason to die
Death is the only thing I know
That doesn't need an excuse
Death doesn't lie
Death is an equal opportunity destroyer
Carpe...
Everything is meaningful
Everything is meaningless
Everything is mean
It all makes sense
It's all bullshit
Death fucks love in the neck
Death makes me see the end
At the beginning of everything
Death makes me want to sleep
Death is a relief
Death is a release
Death is my master and inspiration
A good boss
A good reason to live
A great reason to die
Death is the only thing I know
That doesn't need an excuse
Death doesn't lie
Death is an equal opportunity destroyer
Carpe...
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
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Trophies
My shadowed halls where silence reigns
The air is thick with ancient stains
Upon the walls their gazes cling
Heads mounted high, in twisted rings
Their necks are bent, their angles wrong
Grotesque mockery of choral song
Each jaw unhinged, each mouth agape
A frozen hymn no voice escapes
Their hollow eyes, they pierce the gloom
Their whispers haunt this endless tomb
No mortal hand could set them so
What placed them here no man should know
And yet they watch with silent plea
A tableau of dark symmetry
Their...
The air is thick with ancient stains
Upon the walls their gazes cling
Heads mounted high, in twisted rings
Their necks are bent, their angles wrong
Grotesque mockery of choral song
Each jaw unhinged, each mouth agape
A frozen hymn no voice escapes
Their hollow eyes, they pierce the gloom
Their whispers haunt this endless tomb
No mortal hand could set them so
What placed them here no man should know
And yet they watch with silent plea
A tableau of dark symmetry
Their...
#art
#dark
#death
#murder
#night
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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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