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Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: angst, death, education, history, introspection, lifered,

Red Wedged-Heel Shoe

On  top of the pile___shoes upon shoes
One lone wedged-heel red shoe that gives clue
That she knew what her fate would be soon
Aware her soul__spirit would take flight

One lone wedged-heel red shoe that gives clue
The owner was last one to die the death
Aware her soul__spirit would take flight
Memories filled her every thought

The owner was last one to die the death
Terror, horror with every breath
Memories filled her every thought
Of family, friends, life, love__children

Terror, horror, with every breath
Because she knew what fate would be soon
Same as family, friends, love__children
On top of the pile__shoes upon shoes


Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: death,

Dying Too Young

The death angel visited her
Angels took her to heaven's gate
Where saints and angels were astir
In heaven's beauty now awaits

Angels took her to heaven's gate
Jesus said my sweet child come here
In heaven's beauty now awaits
Close to His throne she sings with cheer

Jesus said my sweet child come here
Where saints and angels were astir
Close to His throne she sings with cheer
The death angel visited her   

Written for Debbie Guzzi's 
Contest: When The Going
Gets Tough, The Tough 
Gets going
Written this 27th day of May, 2013

Poem Details | by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories: absence, daughter, death, dream, future, loss, senses, star, student, success, work, write,

In Her Teen

We know her future could be bright
If not for death that snatched her dream
She was the queen among her mates
The few she left here said it all

If not for death that snatched her dream
While on earth she nurtured the best
The few she left here said it all
A jewel worth many to pens

While on earth she nurtured the best
She was the queen of her mates
The few she left here said it all
We know her future could be bright

Poem Details | by Tirzah Conway |
Categories: angst, death, depression, family, funeral, losspain, goodbye, goodbye, me, smile,

How I wish I Could Go Back

Oh how I wish I could go back,
To heal the pain inside my heart;
To say goodbye before it was too late,
To see you smile at me once more;

To heal the pain inside my heart,
To hear your laughter fill the air,
To see you smile at me once more;
What I wouldn’t give to just go back,

To hear your laughter fill the air,
To say goodbye before it was too late,
What I wouldn’t give to just go back;
Oh how I wish I could go back.

~For Paula's Back to Bacl Contest~


Poem Details | by Glory Winzer |
Categories: beauty, death, evil, jealousy,

Snow White

Snow White and the apple so ruby red
	Ruddy temptation, calling slyly
	A trick that would steal your breath and beauty
	A poisonous guise of veiled death

	Ruddy temptation, calling slyly
	Down you fall from a bit of fruit
	A poisonous guise of veiled death
	Offered by the Queen of Fate

	Down you fall from a bit of fruit
	A trick that would steal your breath and beauty
	Offered by the Queen of Fate
	Snow White and the apple so ruby red

©Copyright 2015. All rights reserved.

Poem Details | by Steven Clark |
Categories: conflict, death, fire, imagery,

RED DEVIL

The Red Devil stares at me
As I stare back into Death's flaming eyes
One of us must die here today
Lord I hope it's not me
As I stare back into Death's flaming eyes
I know it's him or me
Lord I hope it's not me
As I charge toward him
I know it's him or me
One of us must die here today
As I charge toward him
The Red Devil stares at me


Poem Details | by GOODNESS LANRE |
Categories: art,

A Sister Who Died Young

She was already her shadow
Her pains had been many
In her groans, death was sure
Many her desires, less fulfilled.

Her pains had been many
The doctors were wrong
Many her desires, less fulfilled
In her voice, farewell bids

The doctors were wrong
Yet, at her death, a huge bill
In her voice, farewell bids
Our tears we couldn't hold back.

Yet, at her death, a huge bill
In her groans, death was sure
Our tears we couldn't hold back
She was already her shadow.    

Poem Details | by jack horne |
Categories: death,

John D

A tragedy John’s life was so short.
Alone, his beautiful young widow,
In mourning for their tender love,
Holds his photograph and cries.

Alone, his beautiful young widow,
Pining for his strong, loving arms,
Holds his photograph and cries,
Her memories keep her company.

Pining for his strong, loving arms,
In mourning for their tender love,
Her memories keep her company:
A tragedy. John’s life was so short.

In Memory of John D

For Deb’s When the Going Gets Tough contest

Poem Details | by Ken Wallace |
Categories: funeral,

Six Feet Under

A sweet pine tree scent grips the swift air
As the wind blows through my untrimmed hair
Tree’s leaves spring off limbs like suicide attempts
Never to hit the ground below, life held in contempt
Clouds scurry through the sky in search of its end
Birds, airplanes, and mountains its must fend
As I wait for a cold sack of emptiness to drop
And lie forever bored as it rots 
As its lowered on a prop
I see its top
I say stop!
Ok go.

Poem Details | by Kayla Murray |
Categories: death, natural disastersearth,

Disaster in Japan

As the waves are crashing
The earth is thrashing
Violent winds and shakes
People searching for shelter

The earth is thrashing
While the ground around begins to crumble
People searching for shelter
As radiation fills the sky

While the ground around crumbles
Violent winds and shakes
As radiation fills the sky
While the waves are crashing

Poem Details | by Glory Winzer |
Categories: angst, beauty, dream, grief,

Reflections

In a mirror of Ebony, golden gilt
	A glimpse of beauty in a dream
	As shadows take all hope away
	A pearly tear touches the burnished surface

	A glimpse of beauty in a dream
	A hope in the sorrow of no tomorrow
	A pearly tear touches the surface
	And memory fades, locked in endless chains

	A hope in the sorrow of no tomorrow
	As shadows take all hope away
	And memory fades, locked in endless chains 
	In a mirror of Ebony, golden gilt

©Copyright 2015. All rights reserved.

Poem Details | by mayur gelod |
Categories: best friend, birthday, death, death of a friend,

i cant wish you happy birthday

It's your birthday, but
I can't wish you happy birthday
It's your birthday, 
But I can't wish you happy birthday;

When I say something to you,
Can you hear me,
When I cry in aloneness,
Can you see me,
I am looking happy from outside,
Please look inside me,
I wanna enjoy this day but I can't even smile;

It's your birthday,But
 I can't wish you happy birthday 
It's your birthday, but
I can't wish you happy birthday;

I'm waiting for that day when you'll appear front of me,
But I know that day will never come;

It's your birthday, but
I can't wish you happy birthday,
It's your birthday, but
I can't wish you happy birthday.

Poem Details | by Virginia Mitchell |
Categories: death, life, loss, lost love, loveheart, work, light, feelings, heart, light, love, time, work,

Death Shall Nay Be Here

Death shall nay be here again
With the spark of light diminishing
When comes time to cross the tide
I curse that which lingers still

With the spark of light diminishing
When evening falls, there will I hide
I curse that which lingers still
Fallen love sprang from despair

When evening falls, there will I hide
Refusing the work of devil’s pride
Fallen love sprang from despair
That was broken once, in twain

Refusing the work of devil’s pride
To clutch my heart in pain
That was broken once, in twain
The feelings posturing their ways

To clutch my heart in pain
When comes time to cross the tide
The feelings posturing their ways
Death shall nay be here again

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: death, humanity, jesus, judgement, life, light,

There Is Only One Mighty King

There is only one mighty King,
all kings must bow to glorious Christ;
behold His holy face of light,
hear the joyful armies of angels sing!

All kings must bow to glorious Christ,
salvation is for those who do repent;
hear the joyful armies of angels sing,
trumpets announce the victorious King!

Salvation is for those who do repent,
accept His laws and be kind and meek;  
trumpets announce the victorious King
descending from the mountain's peak!   

Accept His laws and be kind and meek,
behold His holy face of light
descending from the mountain's peak;
there is only one mighty King!


Written on 3/ 31/ 2016

 




Poem Details | by Molly Alcorn |
Categories: death, faithme,

Looking Death In the Face

Looking Him straight in the face,
I wait for his choice,
To take me or to leave me,
I have no voice,

I wait for his choice,
For better or for worse,
I have no voice,
I will accept His answer,

For better or for worse,
To take me or to leave me,
I will accept His answer,
Looking Him straight in the face.

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: childhood, death, depression, education, family, health, introspection, life, loss, teenlife, age, age, grief, life,

Untreatable And Fatal Illness

At the age of thirteen, life is carefree
Time to become all that one can be
Life stopped for you; cut off at the knees
Being told very harshly about Huntington's Disease

At the age of thirteen, life is carefree
Ball games, skating, spelling bees
Being told very harshly about Huntington's Disease
The look of grief on your face and the weeping

Ball games, skating, spelling bees
Life stopped for you; cut off at the knees
The look of grief on your face and weeping;
At the age of thirteen, life is carefree

Poem Details | by Mark J. Halliday |
Categories: earth, eulogy, humanity, life, nature, truth, world,

Funeral For A Dying World

Funeral for A Dying World
(or Sterile Earth)  29 June 2017

What lies buried here
Where workers used to toil?
It’s obvious, perfectly clear,
There’s something in the soil.

Where workers used to toil,
The ground’s contaminated.
There’s something in the soil--
What’s been eliminated?

The ground’s contaminated,
It’s minerals all depleted.
What’s been eliminated?
Life has since retreated!

It’s minerals all depleted,
It’s obvious, perfectly clear,
Life has since retreated.
What lies!  Buried here.

20170629

Poem Details | by Freddy Francois |
Categories: death, faithevil,

Because evil lies before us

Because evil lies before us
Death is near
Good is running away
Evil is mankind and good is the superior being
Death is near
Life is absent
Evil is mankind and good is the superior being
But why does he run?
Life is absent
Good is running away
But why does he run?
Because evil lies before us

Poem Details | by cory weinberger |
Categories: angel, bible, death,

Meaning

        if time has no or some meaning.  It belongs in space. We find religion has found us in 2 or 3 ways. We say in things to be is something of us. In order we think life then death.  When you die forward in motion light is what you find.  My friend the Devonian is the sign of the mind.  To find what is the line or behind what we find.  [Walking the fine line between christen and pagan.]  Because you are the children of the world.        If we die if lie we cry you and I well find total peace in heaven.  Look into my eye and we well fly though a beautiful sky.

Poem Details | by Maria Jara |
Categories: confusion, depression, fear, grief, heartbroken, hope, nostalgia,

For Love and Hate Pantoum

Scared of falling
Cause I’ve been there
And even if you were dying
I was already dead

I don’t wanna go back
For I know you don’t care
But in case you crack
I'd probably be fair

Fair for the love I’m feeling
Even though you never felt
But there wouldn’t be healing
That’s something I can bet.

I know you wouldn’t catch me
For I felt and you weren’t there
But If you want a calm sea
I'll try and stop the air.

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: animals, death, imagination, life, love, nature, seasons, upliftingwinter, autumn, longing, autumn, longing, winter,

Abele Trees in Autumn

Above the lake abele trees are golden
Now that autumn has reached its pinnacle
Two muted swans surrounded by reflective color
Snowy white swans face longing for each other


Now that autumn has reached its pinnacle
The lake reflects gold and red like miracles
Snowy white swans face longing for each other
Knowing winter is coming with its bother

Now that autumn has reached its pinnacle
Two muted swans surrounded by reflective color
Knowing winter is coming with its bother
Above the lake abele trees are golden

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: death, inspirational, introspection, naturerose, rose,

Last Rosebud of Summer

Small burgundy rose bud
Surely the last rose of summer
Very tightly bound like a stud
You've graced my day, an affirmer

Surely the last rose of summer
Winter will come bringing cold
You've graced my day, an affirmer
That my existence should be bold

Surely the last rose of summer
Very tightly bound like a stud
Winter will come bringing cold
Small burgundy rose bud


(Stud here means like a stud on clothes that is an ornanment)

Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: grief,

THE SUN SURPRISES ANOTHER DAY

THE SUN SURPRISES ANOTHER DAY The sun surprises another day Weary with malaise and muddy ilk Tulips bow in a trumpet spray I drink the dark curtain’s milk Weary with malaise and muddy ilk my eyes blink back falling stars I drink the dark curtain’s milk Blue moon pays homage - i see healing scars My eyes blink back falling stars Tulips bow in a trumpet spray Blue moon pays homage - i see healing scars The sun surprises another day 6/5/2017 Pantoum Form

Poem Details | by Johnny Sumler |
Categories: death, mysteryfish, hair, moon,

Polly in Pantoum

As rivers walk across her faded smile
The wind exhales the breath that blows her cloth
Her hair received by sunlight, shells and scars
Stretch out upon the streams that sing and slide

The wind exhales the breath that blows her cloth
Releasing pearls unto the waters palms
Stretch out upon the streams that sing and slide
French-kissed by fish before the moon arrives

Releasing pearls unto the waters palms
Her hair received by sunlight, shells and scars
French-kissed by fish before the moon arrives
As rivers walk across her faded smile

Poem Details | by Heidi Coon |
Categories: absence, change, courage, emotions, grief, hope, loss,

Remains

She whispers, ‘just breathe’
The only way out, is through
Should you fall beneath
Truth laid bare for you

 

The only way out is through
Weighted pain pulls you under
Truth laid bare for you
Ire turned surrender

 

Weighted pain pulls you under
The solace of nothingness
Ire turned surrender
Lungs filled with emptiness

 

The solace of nothingness
How easy to just let go
Lungs filled with emptiness
No grievance toward the throe

 

Your pain, your grief, your sorrow
Should you fall beneath
Today renders tomorrow
She whispers, ‘just breathe’