Poems About Death Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about death published by members recently online.
a place to rest
sadness desires also a place to rest
an oasis of wildflowers and green
blue skies and gentle rain
resting in the field the sunshine
doesn't cast shadows
on the long days that drain
she cavorts where the shaded grief
remembers her name
without overwhelming
and the sunflowers can grow
waving on the winds
producing seeds with the poppies
rolling hills sigh because nature provides
relief to a weary soul
rising early in the morn to catch the mist
and converse with wisdom
the man from which all grows...
an oasis of wildflowers and green
blue skies and gentle rain
resting in the field the sunshine
doesn't cast shadows
on the long days that drain
she cavorts where the shaded grief
remembers her name
without overwhelming
and the sunflowers can grow
waving on the winds
producing seeds with the poppies
rolling hills sigh because nature provides
relief to a weary soul
rising early in the morn to catch the mist
and converse with wisdom
the man from which all grows...
#death
#love
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a place to rest
sadness desires also a place to rest
an oasis of wildflowers and green
blue skies and gentle rain
resting in the field the sunshine
doesn't cast shadows
on the long days that drain
she cavorts where the shaded grief
remembers her name
without overwhelming
and the sunflowers can grow
waving on the winds
producing seeds with the poppies
rolling hills sigh because nature provides
relief to a weary soul
rising early in the morn to catch the mist
and converse with wisdom
the man from which all grows...
an oasis of wildflowers and green
blue skies and gentle rain
resting in the field the sunshine
doesn't cast shadows
on the long days that drain
she cavorts where the shaded grief
remembers her name
without overwhelming
and the sunflowers can grow
waving on the winds
producing seeds with the poppies
rolling hills sigh because nature provides
relief to a weary soul
rising early in the morn to catch the mist
and converse with wisdom
the man from which all grows...
#death
#love
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Letting Go
You are the beauty in my soul
Something that I didn’t realize made a hole
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You are the bird that sings.
That swoops around a little playful thing
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You were a typhoon
In the quiet of my room
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
Now you are an ache
In the center, where you pushed the stake
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
I lay here taking...
Something that I didn’t realize made a hole
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You are the bird that sings.
That swoops around a little playful thing
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You were a typhoon
In the quiet of my room
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
Now you are an ache
In the center, where you pushed the stake
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
I lay here taking...
#death
#despair
#sadness
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20 Comments
Letting Go
You are the beauty in my soul
Something that I didn’t realize made a hole
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You are the bird that sings.
That swoops around a little playful thing
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You were a typhoon
In the quiet of my room
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
Now you are an ache
In the center, where you pushed the stake
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
I lay here taking...
Something that I didn’t realize made a hole
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You are the bird that sings.
That swoops around a little playful thing
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You were a typhoon
In the quiet of my room
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
Now you are an ache
In the center, where you pushed the stake
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
I lay here taking...
#death
#despair
#sadness
87 reads
20 Comments
Letting Go
You are the beauty in my soul
Something that I didn’t realize made a hole
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You are the bird that sings.
That swoops around a little playful thing
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You were a typhoon
In the quiet of my room
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
Now you are an ache
In the center, where you pushed the stake
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
I lay here taking...
Something that I didn’t realize made a hole
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You are the bird that sings.
That swoops around a little playful thing
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
You were a typhoon
In the quiet of my room
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
Now you are an ache
In the center, where you pushed the stake
Why did you have to go
Why did I let you go
I lay here taking...
#death
#despair
#sadness
87 reads
20 Comments
obituary
died peacefully at home
in his sleep surrounded
by his family and friends
who no doubt killed him
in his sleep surrounded
by his family and friends
who no doubt killed him
#death
52 reads
5 Comments
Broken Toys
#dark
#death
#dirty #erotic
#dirty #erotic
150 reads
11 Comments
Broken Toys
#dark
#death
#dirty #erotic
#dirty #erotic
150 reads
11 Comments
Broken Toys
#dark
#death
#dirty #erotic
#dirty #erotic
150 reads
11 Comments
Broken Toys
#dark
#death
#dirty #erotic
#dirty #erotic
150 reads
11 Comments
Cinder Trail
Tough as a chastity cast iron scinth...
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#evil
#oppression
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6 Comments
Cinder Trail
Tough as a chastity cast iron scinth...
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#evil
#oppression
91 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Death Published by Members Recently Online