Poems About Graveyard Published by Members Recently Online
#graveyard
The Black Leaves
Softly as the wind through beech
Bare feet tread upon the grass
The black leaves are out of reach
The ghosts of evening rustle past
An ice-cream jingle hits the graves
Unwanted as a winter's kiss
It drives on and far away
Leaving the nocturnal bliss
It kills me now that we're apart
Our love flew high and out of reach
Everybody dies of a broken heart
Softly as the wind through beech
Bare feet tread upon the grass
The black leaves are out of reach
The ghosts of evening rustle past
An ice-cream jingle hits the graves
Unwanted as a winter's kiss
It drives on and far away
Leaving the nocturnal bliss
It kills me now that we're apart
Our love flew high and out of reach
Everybody dies of a broken heart
Softly as the wind through beech
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#grief
#love
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4 Comments
The Black Leaves
Softly as the wind through beech
Bare feet tread upon the grass
The black leaves are out of reach
The ghosts of evening rustle past
An ice-cream jingle hits the graves
Unwanted as a winter's kiss
It drives on and far away
Leaving the nocturnal bliss
It kills me now that we're apart
Our love flew high and out of reach
Everybody dies of a broken heart
Softly as the wind through beech
Bare feet tread upon the grass
The black leaves are out of reach
The ghosts of evening rustle past
An ice-cream jingle hits the graves
Unwanted as a winter's kiss
It drives on and far away
Leaving the nocturnal bliss
It kills me now that we're apart
Our love flew high and out of reach
Everybody dies of a broken heart
Softly as the wind through beech
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#grief
#love
175 reads
4 Comments
The Black Leaves
Softly as the wind through beech
Bare feet tread upon the grass
The black leaves are out of reach
The ghosts of evening rustle past
An ice-cream jingle hits the graves
Unwanted as a winter's kiss
It drives on and far away
Leaving the nocturnal bliss
It kills me now that we're apart
Our love flew high and out of reach
Everybody dies of a broken heart
Softly as the wind through beech
Bare feet tread upon the grass
The black leaves are out of reach
The ghosts of evening rustle past
An ice-cream jingle hits the graves
Unwanted as a winter's kiss
It drives on and far away
Leaving the nocturnal bliss
It kills me now that we're apart
Our love flew high and out of reach
Everybody dies of a broken heart
Softly as the wind through beech
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#grief
#love
175 reads
4 Comments
SOMETIMES DEAD IS BETTER
There is a place beyond the cringe of sanity
At the end of the bleakest path when you're too far gone
A graphic reminder of remains of families
Broken with dearly departed names chiseled on tombstones
I swear I can't go on like this
Cause the terror in my eyes show me
The dead look reflecting beside me
Don't judge me on my last letter
Because sometimes
Sometimes
DEAD IS BETTER
She had such a merciful heart
I traded it for a hellbound one
Now revived in the sour ground
To kill everything beneath the...
At the end of the bleakest path when you're too far gone
A graphic reminder of remains of families
Broken with dearly departed names chiseled on tombstones
I swear I can't go on like this
Cause the terror in my eyes show me
The dead look reflecting beside me
Don't judge me on my last letter
Because sometimes
Sometimes
DEAD IS BETTER
She had such a merciful heart
I traded it for a hellbound one
Now revived in the sour ground
To kill everything beneath the...
#dark
#graveyard
#StephenKing
615 reads
0 Comments
SOMETIMES DEAD IS BETTER
There is a place beyond the cringe of sanity
At the end of the bleakest path when you're too far gone
A graphic reminder of remains of families
Broken with dearly departed names chiseled on tombstones
I swear I can't go on like this
Cause the terror in my eyes show me
The dead look reflecting beside me
Don't judge me on my last letter
Because sometimes
Sometimes
DEAD IS BETTER
She had such a merciful heart
I traded it for a hellbound one
Now revived in the sour ground
To kill everything beneath the...
At the end of the bleakest path when you're too far gone
A graphic reminder of remains of families
Broken with dearly departed names chiseled on tombstones
I swear I can't go on like this
Cause the terror in my eyes show me
The dead look reflecting beside me
Don't judge me on my last letter
Because sometimes
Sometimes
DEAD IS BETTER
She had such a merciful heart
I traded it for a hellbound one
Now revived in the sour ground
To kill everything beneath the...
#dark
#graveyard
#StephenKing
615 reads
0 Comments
SOMETIMES DEAD IS BETTER
There is a place beyond the cringe of sanity
At the end of the bleakest path when you're too far gone
A graphic reminder of remains of families
Broken with dearly departed names chiseled on tombstones
I swear I can't go on like this
Cause the terror in my eyes show me
The dead look reflecting beside me
Don't judge me on my last letter
Because sometimes
Sometimes
DEAD IS BETTER
She had such a merciful heart
I traded it for a hellbound one
Now revived in the sour ground
To kill everything beneath the...
At the end of the bleakest path when you're too far gone
A graphic reminder of remains of families
Broken with dearly departed names chiseled on tombstones
I swear I can't go on like this
Cause the terror in my eyes show me
The dead look reflecting beside me
Don't judge me on my last letter
Because sometimes
Sometimes
DEAD IS BETTER
She had such a merciful heart
I traded it for a hellbound one
Now revived in the sour ground
To kill everything beneath the...
#dark
#graveyard
#StephenKing
615 reads
0 Comments
4 Way Street
Breath, breadth, depth, death
Intriguing that all 4 mean the same thing, mirrored,
Take a breath, no more: death
Breadth=depth=no more life to live left
The canary sings from its cage
Let it out and
The cat kills it
And the frost has not yet frozen the earth
So digging the grave is still viable
And I kiss you
And I tell you we’ll be together in love
Intriguing that all 4 mean the same thing, mirrored,
Take a breath, no more: death
Breadth=depth=no more life to live left
The canary sings from its cage
Let it out and
The cat kills it
And the frost has not yet frozen the earth
So digging the grave is still viable
And I kiss you
And I tell you we’ll be together in love
#winter
#graveyard
305 reads
2 Comments
4 Way Street
Breath, breadth, depth, death
Intriguing that all 4 mean the same thing, mirrored,
Take a breath, no more: death
Breadth=depth=no more life to live left
The canary sings from its cage
Let it out and
The cat kills it
And the frost has not yet frozen the earth
So digging the grave is still viable
And I kiss you
And I tell you we’ll be together in love
Intriguing that all 4 mean the same thing, mirrored,
Take a breath, no more: death
Breadth=depth=no more life to live left
The canary sings from its cage
Let it out and
The cat kills it
And the frost has not yet frozen the earth
So digging the grave is still viable
And I kiss you
And I tell you we’ll be together in love
#winter
#graveyard
305 reads
2 Comments
March of the Dead
I walk the cemetery alone
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
#death
#night
#ghosts
#magic
#graveyard
472 reads
2 Comments
March of the Dead
I walk the cemetery alone
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
#death
#night
#ghosts
#magic
#graveyard
472 reads
2 Comments
March of the Dead
I walk the cemetery alone
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
#death
#night
#ghosts
#magic
#graveyard
472 reads
2 Comments
March of the Dead
I walk the cemetery alone
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
Watched the sun set hours ago
Fog drifts in, blanket for the bones
Cozy and warm, they wait down below
Blows like a storm, my hatred it grows
I'm changing in form, fading like a ghost
The demon taking over
I peer over both shoulders
Feel a tingle up my spine
Spirits mingling behind
Corpses brood beneath the moon
As I intrude among the tombs
Across which tortured souls are strewn
In a morbid mood of gloom, misfortune blooms
Following me up the trail
Draw...
#death
#night
#ghosts
#magic
#graveyard
472 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Graveyard Published by Members Recently Online