Poems About Graveyard Published by Members Recently Online
#graveyard
Phantom2426
Poem Published
17th Apr 2020 5:04am
17th Apr 2020 5:04am
Explosive Angel
Dark Angel is inside my soul
She wants to come out and play
With my heart pulling my
Freaking strings like a puppet
That she wants me to be
So I left her as dead as
a corpse in a shallow grave
With explosives inside her body
She wants to come out and play
With my heart pulling my
Freaking strings like a puppet
That she wants me to be
So I left her as dead as
a corpse in a shallow grave
With explosives inside her body
#dark
#heartbroken
#death
#graveyard
#emotions
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Phantom2426
Poem Published
17th Apr 2020 5:04am
17th Apr 2020 5:04am
Explosive Angel
Dark Angel is inside my soul
She wants to come out and play
With my heart pulling my
Freaking strings like a puppet
That she wants me to be
So I left her as dead as
a corpse in a shallow grave
With explosives inside her body
She wants to come out and play
With my heart pulling my
Freaking strings like a puppet
That she wants me to be
So I left her as dead as
a corpse in a shallow grave
With explosives inside her body
#dark
#heartbroken
#death
#graveyard
#emotions
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2 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
1st Mar 2019 8:50pm
1st Mar 2019 8:50pm
Grief And The Seasons
The cemetery stands silent, the flowers still, the solitary mourners perched by gravestones, alone in their grief.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
The seasons pass.
Each day, new mourners visit to place flowers on the graves of loved ones.
The time passes slowly at first, then quickly.
A year. Five years. Half a century. A century.
A century from now, a new generation of mourners will come.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
The seasons pass.
Each day, new mourners visit to place flowers on the graves of loved ones.
The time passes slowly at first, then quickly.
A year. Five years. Half a century. A century.
A century from now, a new generation of mourners will come.
#grief
#death
#graveyard
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
1st Mar 2019 8:50pm
1st Mar 2019 8:50pm
Grief And The Seasons
The cemetery stands silent, the flowers still, the solitary mourners perched by gravestones, alone in their grief.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
The seasons pass.
Each day, new mourners visit to place flowers on the graves of loved ones.
The time passes slowly at first, then quickly.
A year. Five years. Half a century. A century.
A century from now, a new generation of mourners will come.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
The seasons pass.
Each day, new mourners visit to place flowers on the graves of loved ones.
The time passes slowly at first, then quickly.
A year. Five years. Half a century. A century.
A century from now, a new generation of mourners will come.
#grief
#death
#graveyard
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
1st Mar 2019 8:50pm
1st Mar 2019 8:50pm
Grief And The Seasons
The cemetery stands silent, the flowers still, the solitary mourners perched by gravestones, alone in their grief.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
The seasons pass.
Each day, new mourners visit to place flowers on the graves of loved ones.
The time passes slowly at first, then quickly.
A year. Five years. Half a century. A century.
A century from now, a new generation of mourners will come.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
The seasons pass.
Each day, new mourners visit to place flowers on the graves of loved ones.
The time passes slowly at first, then quickly.
A year. Five years. Half a century. A century.
A century from now, a new generation of mourners will come.
#grief
#death
#graveyard
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Rew
Poem Published
15th Jan 2023 11:07am
15th Jan 2023 11:07am
The Rattling Cortege
She had watched, and often,
death's rattling cortege,
visioned her own going, softer,
in a more romantic age,
and, as a stranger in the chapel,
her neighbors remarked,
" How strange, & what a marvel,
her face, unblemished, unmarked "
As the smoke from the long black chimney
(as they sang of remembrance and love)
rose, fusing her fuming body,
with the clouds, above.
death's rattling cortege,
visioned her own going, softer,
in a more romantic age,
and, as a stranger in the chapel,
her neighbors remarked,
" How strange, & what a marvel,
her face, unblemished, unmarked "
As the smoke from the long black chimney
(as they sang of remembrance and love)
rose, fusing her fuming body,
with the clouds, above.
#death
#graveyard
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Rew
Poem Published
15th Jan 2023 11:07am
15th Jan 2023 11:07am
The Rattling Cortege
She had watched, and often,
death's rattling cortege,
visioned her own going, softer,
in a more romantic age,
and, as a stranger in the chapel,
her neighbors remarked,
" How strange, & what a marvel,
her face, unblemished, unmarked "
As the smoke from the long black chimney
(as they sang of remembrance and love)
rose, fusing her fuming body,
with the clouds, above.
death's rattling cortege,
visioned her own going, softer,
in a more romantic age,
and, as a stranger in the chapel,
her neighbors remarked,
" How strange, & what a marvel,
her face, unblemished, unmarked "
As the smoke from the long black chimney
(as they sang of remembrance and love)
rose, fusing her fuming body,
with the clouds, above.
#death
#graveyard
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4 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 7:11pm
10th Oct 2024 7:11pm
Granite in the Distance
Granite in the distance
Far away pick up a pebble
But it’s not one to skip across
The still water in the night
For it raises a black hood
Kneel before satan and God
And plead to purgatory
My head says heaven
My soul says hell
Only hope my heart can pull apart
And split the divide
As I make sure they’re ok
Wrestle with demons in my head
As they pin me down
I flip around stand tall
Pick up the Cross of my savior
Down below I see fires burning
Dancing above as a flame licks my feet
An...
Far away pick up a pebble
But it’s not one to skip across
The still water in the night
For it raises a black hood
Kneel before satan and God
And plead to purgatory
My head says heaven
My soul says hell
Only hope my heart can pull apart
And split the divide
As I make sure they’re ok
Wrestle with demons in my head
As they pin me down
I flip around stand tall
Pick up the Cross of my savior
Down below I see fires burning
Dancing above as a flame licks my feet
An...
#death
#graveyard
#redemption
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oldmanG
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 7:11pm
10th Oct 2024 7:11pm
Granite in the Distance
Granite in the distance
Far away pick up a pebble
But it’s not one to skip across
The still water in the night
For it raises a black hood
Kneel before satan and God
And plead to purgatory
My head says heaven
My soul says hell
Only hope my heart can pull apart
And split the divide
As I make sure they’re ok
Wrestle with demons in my head
As they pin me down
I flip around stand tall
Pick up the Cross of my savior
Down below I see fires burning
Dancing above as a flame licks my feet
An...
Far away pick up a pebble
But it’s not one to skip across
The still water in the night
For it raises a black hood
Kneel before satan and God
And plead to purgatory
My head says heaven
My soul says hell
Only hope my heart can pull apart
And split the divide
As I make sure they’re ok
Wrestle with demons in my head
As they pin me down
I flip around stand tall
Pick up the Cross of my savior
Down below I see fires burning
Dancing above as a flame licks my feet
An...
#death
#graveyard
#redemption
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oldmanG
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 7:11pm
10th Oct 2024 7:11pm
Granite in the Distance
Granite in the distance
Far away pick up a pebble
But it’s not one to skip across
The still water in the night
For it raises a black hood
Kneel before satan and God
And plead to purgatory
My head says heaven
My soul says hell
Only hope my heart can pull apart
And split the divide
As I make sure they’re ok
Wrestle with demons in my head
As they pin me down
I flip around stand tall
Pick up the Cross of my savior
Down below I see fires burning
Dancing above as a flame licks my feet
An...
Far away pick up a pebble
But it’s not one to skip across
The still water in the night
For it raises a black hood
Kneel before satan and God
And plead to purgatory
My head says heaven
My soul says hell
Only hope my heart can pull apart
And split the divide
As I make sure they’re ok
Wrestle with demons in my head
As they pin me down
I flip around stand tall
Pick up the Cross of my savior
Down below I see fires burning
Dancing above as a flame licks my feet
An...
#death
#graveyard
#redemption
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 9:40am
30th Aug 2022 9:40am
I walked in a graveyard
I walked in a graveyard and found
a stone secreted here,
behind this mound of earth
and branch of dying foliage,
the bush the Crypt Keeper.
And on it was written a name
I’d long since ceased to recognise.
‘Relation is it, eh?’ the old attendant said
to me. I turned to him, replied.
‘Relation, yes, but long since dead,
of course.’ The name on it was mine.
a stone secreted here,
behind this mound of earth
and branch of dying foliage,
the bush the Crypt Keeper.
And on it was written a name
I’d long since ceased to recognise.
‘Relation is it, eh?’ the old attendant said
to me. I turned to him, replied.
‘Relation, yes, but long since dead,
of course.’ The name on it was mine.
#death
#nature
#memorial #graveyard
#memorial #graveyard
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 9:40am
30th Aug 2022 9:40am
I walked in a graveyard
I walked in a graveyard and found
a stone secreted here,
behind this mound of earth
and branch of dying foliage,
the bush the Crypt Keeper.
And on it was written a name
I’d long since ceased to recognise.
‘Relation is it, eh?’ the old attendant said
to me. I turned to him, replied.
‘Relation, yes, but long since dead,
of course.’ The name on it was mine.
a stone secreted here,
behind this mound of earth
and branch of dying foliage,
the bush the Crypt Keeper.
And on it was written a name
I’d long since ceased to recognise.
‘Relation is it, eh?’ the old attendant said
to me. I turned to him, replied.
‘Relation, yes, but long since dead,
of course.’ The name on it was mine.
#death
#nature
#memorial #graveyard
#memorial #graveyard
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