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Poems about Death
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We rolled joints and bought whiskey.She drove to Glasgow from Edinburgh.I drank.She smoked.The trip took fifty minutes.I got drunk and she
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The wind blew roughly about my face / Cold, dry and howling about / Losing all touches of its usual grace / / My dark cape flapped beneath
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It appears this sin is Stockholm Syndrome
The love of the Lord is the lust of the victim
by mr backwards
172 words, 2 comments,
on Jan 5 11:40 PM. In Atheist, Angst, Rant, Religion, Suicide, Spiritual, Society, Dark, Death, Abuse, Rage
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I try to hide it, but everybody knows
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Living life is just so hard / When you feel like the future won’t matter / And like the past will never fade / And the present just seems to worsen each day / / When crying to G-d to take it all away hasn’t worked / And believing that things
by oxymoron270
126 words, 1 comment,
on Dec 24 3:40 PM 2008. In Personal, Sad, Life, Thoughts, Rant, Free verse, Pain, Depression, Death, Sadness
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I answer the door to / five young Victorian orphans / singing Silent Night / then the smallest one / who has no teeth / drops her cardb
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/ It’s dark. So dark, like a night without a moon. / I can’t see. I can’t hear. I can’t feel. / My senses have abandoned me. / They’ve left me with nothing but my empty mind. / A darkness looms above me, a black cloud of fury. / My body be
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You sit there and play happy families, / Smiles all around. / Colour and joy just filling the Earth, / Perfect clear skies. / Animals and flowers of beautiful gardens, / The sun shining. / We’ll rain blood on this parade. / / But you
by xSceneGirlx
180 words, 1 comment,
on Dec 14 3:33 PM 2008. In Dark, Depression, Suicide, Family, Loss, Pain, Death, Sadness, Other, Sad, Hate
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I smiled as he dragged me down, / As the waters filled with light, / Under a blue violet sky. / / I might have screamed. / Probably tried to escape, at first, / Like we all do. / / 'Til my struggle ceased / And my fingers waved of the
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I look at the wide out ocean / Seeing where you are / Remembering the times / We shared together / But then you left / For the war / To defend the country / But you left me / Alone to / Defend me by myself / No one to protect me / To
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My Unheard screams on deaf ears,
will you read, so someone hears?
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Free Falling over this..
by LifeIsIronic
229 words, 4 comments,
on Dec 4 5:13 AM 2008. In Dark, Thoughts, Society, Weird, Fantasy, Other, Death, Pain, Loss, Imagery
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A very strange poem I came up with when I was bored.
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Bury it, / Bury it, / I'm telling myself to bury this pain / That's coming out. / You can't chandra you can't / Just bury it / it will be ok soon. / / I don't think it will, / I can't keep hiding it / I can't / It's killing me
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Promises / Broken, / Shattered on the floor / You can't fix them / Can't replace them. / / That one promise / I believed / That one pro
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See if anyone knows what this is about. I'll tell you in the notes at the end.
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Written when a teenager because a friend challenged me to write a poem on a subject she chose.
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Written after seeing my grandfather's grave when my grandmother was still alive.
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We invite you to come on a journey of the mind.
by Brian Balzer
503 words, 14 comments,
on Nov 8 4:23 AM 2008. In Weird, Fantasy, Thoughts, Imagery, Abstract, Perception, Death, Life, Free verse. Reward
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a poem about second chances and learning from what life hands you
by gingerhall1976
629 words, 24 comments,
on Nov 1 8:57 PM 2008. In Personal, Sad, Life, Pain, Death, Depression, Sadness, Loss, Anguish, Family
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She lies there like a broken doll / She took her life to stop the pain / The pain far to much for her to bare / Life is gone but the body's still here / / Her parents sit there, faces grim / They had no idea she hurt so bad / They had no id
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My Letter / / I got The Letter. / The one that God should have never written. / With my name and his base address. / U.S. Army seal solomnly printed at the top of the lonely / paper. / "Ms. Carolyn Sullavin," they said to me, / "We regret
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Weep for me no longer / for I have gone away. / Left my body lying / resting in a grave. / I no longer need it / my spirit was set free. / There simply is no reason / for you to cry for me. / Cry for times we will not share / if you feel
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