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 Insidious Decay
Clambering through the frosted wood
I seek the warmth of hearth and home
Somewhere pure, somewhere good
With family and leather tomes
My feet falter at the village's edge
Yet the cold does not sting my skin
To them, I’d sworn a sacred pledge
I’d return, though laden with sin
Oh, how I long to see their face
Lifted from the frozen ground
I even brought fine sheets and lace
So happy now to be found
I knock upon their wooden door
It opens, and I sense their fear
Their trembling hands drop items to the floor ...
I seek the warmth of hearth and home
Somewhere pure, somewhere good
With family and leather tomes
My feet falter at the village's edge
Yet the cold does not sting my skin
To them, I’d sworn a sacred pledge
I’d return, though laden with sin
Oh, how I long to see their face
Lifted from the frozen ground
I even brought fine sheets and lace
So happy now to be found
I knock upon their wooden door
It opens, and I sense their fear
Their trembling hands drop items to the floor ...
#dark
#death
#fear
#graveyard
#separation
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A Plague of The Blood
Hiding behind these castle gates
The peasantry left to crueler fates
Mounting piles of the nameless dead
While within, we prosper, well-fed
Let the wretched masses die
And let their lifeless corpses lie
Crimson rivers endlessly flow
From orifices where the red devil shows
The maroon death leaves its cursed mark
Counting breaths till light turns dark
But here, within these hallowed walls
We scoff as the outside world falls
Among my noble peers, I confide
We’re safe, immune to the strife outside
Let the...
The peasantry left to crueler fates
Mounting piles of the nameless dead
While within, we prosper, well-fed
Let the wretched masses die
And let their lifeless corpses lie
Crimson rivers endlessly flow
From orifices where the red devil shows
The maroon death leaves its cursed mark
Counting breaths till light turns dark
But here, within these hallowed walls
We scoff as the outside world falls
Among my noble peers, I confide
We’re safe, immune to the strife outside
Let the...
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#fear
#illness
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Unwanted Double Date
Another year, the calendar turns,
Still silent, where your laughter learns
To echo in the empty air.
Today, a birthday,oh, the joy you'd share,
A happy day, you're two...bright new start,
But grief still tightly, clenches to my heart.
December eighth, a dreaded double date,
Your birth and your death, a cruel, harsh fate.
A life unborn, a future grim,
A world you never entered in.
No childhood joys, no sunlit days,
Just shadowed years, and the tear-filled haze.
My heart, a bird with broken wings,
Still flutters at the...
Still silent, where your laughter learns
To echo in the empty air.
Today, a birthday,oh, the joy you'd share,
A happy day, you're two...bright new start,
But grief still tightly, clenches to my heart.
December eighth, a dreaded double date,
Your birth and your death, a cruel, harsh fate.
A life unborn, a future grim,
A world you never entered in.
No childhood joys, no sunlit days,
Just shadowed years, and the tear-filled haze.
My heart, a bird with broken wings,
Still flutters at the...
#death
#grief
#IMissYou
#loneliness
#sadness
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Sunday January 5th
Mommy, come look!!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!!
#children
#dark
#death
#father
#suicide
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Beer & Murder
During the 2000's a severe winter storm kept temperatures in the 20's and thousands of homes in Southern Texas, without power for several days. It was perhaps a combination of cabin fever and alcohol that led one woman to shoot her 71 year old husband to death in the kitchen of their home. He gave her a can of warm beer. It had occurred to neither one of them to chill a six-pack on the back porch!
#alcohol
#death
#marriage
#ShortStory
#winter
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Broken Toys
#dark
#death
#dirty #erotic
#dirty #erotic
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July 1976 - July 1977
It all started out, when he was born
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
#city
#death
#murder
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
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Mausoleum By Torchlight
How they were found by grey-streaked dawn
Lily-white necks bent, the shape of a swan
Pierced and drained of life's red humors
A cursed feast spawning foul rumors
Coffins filled, both large and small
Death’s shadow looms this late fall
Sent below to marble gates
Sealed by angels, resigned to fate
Beneath copper roofs, I sit and brood
Consumed by thoughts both dark and crude
To ponder death’s foul, silent breath
How swiftly they succumbed to death
Madness churns; I...
Lily-white necks bent, the shape of a swan
Pierced and drained of life's red humors
A cursed feast spawning foul rumors
Coffins filled, both large and small
Death’s shadow looms this late fall
Sent below to marble gates
Sealed by angels, resigned to fate
Beneath copper roofs, I sit and brood
Consumed by thoughts both dark and crude
To ponder death’s foul, silent breath
How swiftly they succumbed to death
Madness churns; I...
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#murder
#night
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Sanguine Thirsts
I see through the whispering breeze
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
#death
#evil
#murder
#night
#shadows
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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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Your Death
Peer the glass for the last time
Letting go gradually
Acceptance following rapidly
Admonishing all you’ve ever been
Regret can then reach deeper than any knife
Stumble over rocky ground
Lick the stinging cuts just as you strain and struggle
Cracking teeth as if to stay strong
Dust fills your weakened lungs
Stifling every remaining desperate breath
You collapse ….
Failed by those you thought were friends
They conspired to force you to your bitter ends
Much later I want to chatter
Yet the disease it...
Letting go gradually
Acceptance following rapidly
Admonishing all you’ve ever been
Regret can then reach deeper than any knife
Stumble over rocky ground
Lick the stinging cuts just as you strain and struggle
Cracking teeth as if to stay strong
Dust fills your weakened lungs
Stifling every remaining desperate breath
You collapse ….
Failed by those you thought were friends
They conspired to force you to your bitter ends
Much later I want to chatter
Yet the disease it...
#death
#grief
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