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Death Poems About Grook

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Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: angst, bereavement,

Show-off

It's funny how it's not enough to know you're right,
but you have to let everyone else know it too.
And then you wonder later how no one seems
to wanna be genuine friends with you.


Poem Details | by John Beam |
Categories: allusion, death, funeral, funny, humorous, satire,

Eventually

Post scriptum                                                                                                                                                             Written upon a lawyer's grave                                                                                                                                                      Oh! Now they tell me I must pay

Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: anti bullying, christian, deep, spiritual, sympathy, truth, wisdom,

The Opposite May Be True

An urgent message
to the children of God,
be wary of your loathing!
That person whom you condemn
might very well be
a sheep in wolves' clothing.

Poem Details | by Luke Irwin |
Categories: change, destiny, irony, passion,

Grook - Comfort to Death

Complacency, leisure and ease,
Sloth is a creeping disease.
To take your first breath,
Put comfort to death,
Only then, the day you may seize!


Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: corruption, death, war,

Painted Signs

They shoot at us with rubber bullets
cause they don't like the words painted on our signs,
"Stop Detonating Love Bombs
In the Middle East!".
But I suppose that will be all that's left
when everyone dies for this
enigmatic War for Peace.

Poem Details | by John Beam |
Categories: allusion, future, grave, humor, introspection, irony, word play,

Future tense

The ghost of future past                                                                                                                                                                     lines chiseled upon his face                                                                                                                                                   at least they spelled my name right

Poem Details | by jack horne |
Categories: grief,

Text Mad

The chirps
Of her phone
Always make 
People groan

*Inspired by a girl on my bus in the mornings, who spends the entire journey sending and receiving text messages

For Suzette’s Grook contest

Poem Details | by eufemio basada |
Categories: adventure, death, funny, happiness, imagination, on writing and words,

A Knight's Parody

A magic knight coursing on in brilliance

On lean hack in clanging, cleaving aegis,

Crunching incantation-dark, blunt, and grunt.

So light illumines his cold, whiskered phiz

And it predates the warrior in night hunt.

Chase is stashed by shade then stir lulls to prance

When periphery is gorged by a mist.

Pitches of bolts burst ahead ere he cries.

His corpus recoils from cuffs in the breasts;

Wide-flat nose lights down to the ground; he dies.

Poem Details | by Chantelle Anne Cooke |
Categories: body, death, moon, muse,

Grook Poetry Pulse

Moon wax drips words as light inspires
Shall we seal the wax with our soul before we expire?
We are all half-human, half-death
Shall we generate a genesis of a poetry pulse empire? 

February 12th 2016

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: death, mystery, people, satire, social

SPIRITUALISM

The notion of life after death is ludricous...
they are dead,
and can't communicate;
whoever believes they can is superstitious.

Poem Details | by John Allen |
Categories: confusion, death, loss, sad,

No Place For a Hero

Punctured and bruised
soiled and used
a soldier laying dead
Fallen and scorned
with no medals adorned
decorated with wounds instead

A flag left burning
apathetic heads turning
no eye wishes to see
an unmarked grave
with no country to save
this is what happened to me

Poem Details | by NWANDO OBIANYOR |
Categories: depression, imagination, life, loss, people, sad, sorry, sympathy,

Debt

It was collected with deal
It backfired with glee
Refunding with pain
Casting away the gain
Sweats burrowed the furrows
To move,we borrowed the barrows
The barons gave the limit
The fire cackled in the pit
I am hot from pursue
I'm told I''ll be sued
Who will stand for me?
It is debt!
And I am incepted
And I am shamed
That's what debt does to all.

Poem Details | by John Beam |
Categories: allusion, bible, christian, death, fruit, jesus, life,

Evilution

Nothing came out of the tree                                                                                                                                                 but a liar, death and disease