Poems About Graveyard Published by Members Recently Online
#graveyard
PAR
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
sixteenth arcane
In the field of black sunflowers
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
#dark
#death
#ghosts
#graveyard
#moon
80 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
sixteenth arcane
In the field of black sunflowers
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
#dark
#death
#ghosts
#graveyard
#moon
80 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
sixteenth arcane
In the field of black sunflowers
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
#dark
#death
#ghosts
#graveyard
#moon
80 reads
2 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
21st May 2012 4:16pm
21st May 2012 4:16pm
This Quiet Cemetery
As a boy I'd walk my dog
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
#winter
#silence
#memories
#graveyard
#JohnLennon
863 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
21st May 2012 4:16pm
21st May 2012 4:16pm
This Quiet Cemetery
As a boy I'd walk my dog
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
#winter
#silence
#memories
#graveyard
#JohnLennon
863 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
21st May 2012 4:16pm
21st May 2012 4:16pm
This Quiet Cemetery
As a boy I'd walk my dog
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
#winter
#silence
#memories
#graveyard
#JohnLennon
863 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
21st May 2012 4:16pm
21st May 2012 4:16pm
This Quiet Cemetery
As a boy I'd walk my dog
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
#winter
#silence
#memories
#graveyard
#JohnLennon
863 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
21st May 2012 4:16pm
21st May 2012 4:16pm
This Quiet Cemetery
As a boy I'd walk my dog
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
On a hot and sunny Summer day
Seeking shade beneath a tree
Seeking peace within the quiet cemetery
In the Winter with my friends
We would sleigh-ride down the snowy hill
Laughing and shouting in fun
Breaking the quiet of the cemetery
Seasons changed along with me
But the secret bench was always there
Whenever escape was sought
There was peace within the quiet cemetery
The sound of snow flakes landing
Brings an inner calmness to my soul
For John Lennon's silent vigil
I traveled back to the quiet...
#winter
#silence
#memories
#graveyard
#JohnLennon
863 reads
6 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
Black Soul
The grim reaper
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
#anger
#curse
#dark
#death
#graveyard
130 reads
2 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
Black Soul
The grim reaper
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
#anger
#curse
#dark
#death
#graveyard
130 reads
2 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
Black Soul
The grim reaper
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
#anger
#curse
#dark
#death
#graveyard
130 reads
2 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
1st Sep 2024 2:42am
Black Soul
The grim reaper
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
#anger
#curse
#dark
#death
#graveyard
130 reads
2 Comments
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