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Poem Details | by Ashraful Musaddeq |
Categories: death,

Cinquain on Run- Jump

Run— jump  
Settles— follows
Cob-Web theorem
Into the water of the bucket  
Finally


Poem Details | by Jolly Figs |
Categories: anger, angst, change, character, corruption, cry, dark, death, depression, desire, forgiveness, hate, hope, sad,

My prison jump suit

Used to be an individual
now I'm just a complex number
stripped away from my own individuality
made me uncomfortably wake from my
slumber.

Used to be a boy wonder.
I was living the life.
Didn't think I'd get sucked under,
didn't think I'd end up wanting to kill myself
with a hunting knife.

My wrongful deeds have made me feel as if I'm living in a 
dreadful still life picture,
wishing someone would look at me
and reconsider and view me as a normal fixture. 

Poem Details | by kaotik kandee |
Categories: abuse, anger, sympathy,

Real Friends :: you jump i jump

A Real Friend gives a damn if they see there friends 
suffering at the hands of fecal matter
When I see your pain I relate cant you see 
I am  being weakened as I try to make you feel better 
and you choose  to be loyal to your terrorist 
You became  my fair weather friend 
I should have just let you fall off the cliff and worried  
about my sanity instead our souls both suffered as I try 
to hold up your head but who is there to uplift me and to
 hear you ask me not to say unkind things
 about her still really sickens me

Poem Details | by Tanis Troutman |
Categories: death, deep, grief, hurt, husband, loss, mental illness,

Still jump when phones ring

Lost in Loss

The phone rang,
Then the shaking voice,
They say what has occurred,
Then everything's hazy and blurred
Then there's strangers 
Talking to me,
I can't hear
Things are spinning in slow motion
I'm not sure I'm really here
I have to keep pacing
To stop would mean facing
Faces concerned, voices muffled 
I must keep pacing
This isn't real
The crises team watches
They whisper
Come to me slowly, as if approaching a bomb
They speak, I don't hear there words
I speak, but it's not me
My words are loud
In the car now
Little pills
Hospital bed
Phone call
My husband is dead


Poem Details | by Matthew Lorenz |
Categories: death, depression, sad

Jump to Fall

Jump
Forward
Into air
Hold your breath in
Sudden nothingness
Fall

Poem Details | by Owen van der Schyf |
Categories: death

Jump to live

Jump off this roof
into the heaven's of unknown
flying to the stars
through a oily watery well
don't stand on the edge
the volcano will swallow you whole
alive we are in these scary times
alive to be forgotten
everyone knows, some people know, no one knows
a face in a portriat
the air in our lungs
a shooting star in the sky
soon to be forgotten
sleeping through life in an open casket
sleeping to take you away
don't be scared for that day to come
but for the journey that leads you there

Poem Details | by John Paluszek |
Categories: age, body, courage, cry, death, fear, life, pain,

Life Jump

I ran miles before recognizing it
Like a wind in the sails
It’s never ready
Never thinking to care.
A desperate attempt at breathing
Funny, this wasn’t here before
Like a girl you met in a past life
Just when you were at the store.
Of course it hurts
But it lets you know you’re alive
Like the first time you saw her
And looked into her eyes
It must have been a lightning bolt
That tripped the circuits clear
Never running or jumping before
The table is struck with fear
You reach for the answer
Seeking personal justice
Holding your chest dearly
Thinking only, it’s just us…

Poem Details | by Megan O'Day |
Categories: death, depression, fear,

Will I Jump

On the edge, here I stand
Can I jump?
I need to escape the pain,
The lies, the hurt, and 
The forever lasting love.
On the edge, here I stand,
Should I jump?
For if I do, will anyone miss me,
Or will I go unnoticed? 
On the edge, here I stand,
Could I jump?
Is death the answer?
Or should I just disappear?
On the edge, here I stand,
Will I jump?

Poem Details | by Wieslaw Musialowski |
Categories: death, life,

The Jump Rope

Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 5/11/2019

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Colorful grey and brown pilled like this string
Faded ratty mechanically machine-split
Idyllically extraordinarily the office clerks manoeuvre
In the Social Insurance Institutions composing lullabies for the deceased
Aesculapian snakes after molting in forecourts from the Antigone: 
Historically that's hilarious careerism and prudery
Utter chaos thinkers money-grubbers
Fortifying preparations are spreading over the meadows
Sporocarps from the caps in the theatre of hysterics
Stretch the tightened infinity - boom! 

Copyright © by Wieslaw Musialowski 3/31/2011

Poem Details | by Kurt Philip Behm |
Categories: death,

Buffalo Jump

Cars line the highways
with their broken life inhabitants,
coffined tributes to a last wish that got away,
android druids in mock procession
—racing toward the end 

(University Of Pennsylvania: January, 2020)