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Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: america, death, international, surreal, wisdom,

The China Virus

The China Virus

It has no brain
yet it outsmarts
many little red funny caps
thanks to them
xi virus
will be great again


Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: death, inspirational, life, meaningful, time, today, wisdom,

If Not Tomorrow

What is to come
if not tomorrow,
when all is left is
no time to borrow

Moments remain still
nothing else matters,
seconds stop ticking
and yesterday shatters

Was today really lived
even any memory made,
as mundane and routine
overshadow and fade

Death only comes
when we never live,
dwelling on pain
all becoming negative

Throwing away hours
and wasting a minute,
the time of your life
is surely not infinite

Live relentlessly until
the last breath is taken,
dream on and on again
until illusion is shaken

Be left with memories
not regret or sorrow,
in time for today
if not tomorrow.






Poem Details | by Jacob Reinhardt |
Categories: abuse, age, art, business, career, change, class, color, computer, conflict, death, depression, devotion, flower, green, happiness, introspection, irony, jobs, language, loneliness, lonely, longing, metaphor, nature, pain, philosophy, political, poverty, self, simile, slavery, social, society, spiritual, stress, technology, time, today, together, truth, urban, visionary, wisdom, work, world,

The Color Missing

The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes.  Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.

‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’


Poem Details | by Malik Yaseen |
Categories: death, spiritual, wisdom,

I am a 8

We came alone, have to go alone.
This journey coerces to shake hands.
Come on, none lasts for an aeon.
We came alone, have to go alone.
How moon can hide under chiffon?
He is the beginning and last to stand.
We came alone, have to go alone.
This journey coerces to shake hands.

Copyright 20/9/14
form written for a contest.
path no: 8
destiny no: 8
DOB: 06/11/1989


Poem Details | by Robert Sturgill |
Categories: celebration, death, inspirational, wisdom,

For the Dying, a Journey through the Alphabet

Avoid becoming concrete.
Death encroaching
freezes great hearts.
Illuminate joy.
Kindle love.
Magnify!
Never orally
practice quaint
rhetoric. Speak truths.
usurp violent waters.
X-ray your zenith.

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: appreciation, blessing, death, introspection, life, peace, wisdom,

ZEN



the peaceful soul exudes harmony with all nonchalant as a calm waterfall unperturbed serene wise men use their fountain pen moments of zen flawless love pure as sings the wren solemnly pondering when might come the ultimate curtain call the peaceful soul exudes harmony with all
AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on July 17, 2020 for contest ANDAREE - 11 LINES sponsored by JOSEPH MAY - RANKED 2ND and September 5, 2018, for STANDARD CONTEST 115 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST Originally posted on August 2, 2018

Poem Details | by Anna Hopper |
Categories: grief, growing up, growth, how i feel, truth, wisdom,

Growing pains

All hope is lost, for fairytales
Happy endings are only fiction
High pitched whistles drown the bells
Only fools waste pennies, wishing

Dreams were big when we were small
Til we dose do’ed and swapped
Now we’re wise and know it all
The magic, abruptly, stopped

We began an early green
Then a striking red
It seems so very mean
How, gold will leave us dead

Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: adventure, appreciation, birth, death, journey, life, wisdom,

Journey

"To die would be an awfully big adventure!" - J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan Death A grand Adventure God's gift to make Each breath so precious Life's sweet echo Warm and dark Like the Womb. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "August Ninette" Poetry Contest, Caren Krutsinger, Judge & Sponsor.

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: change, death, life, mystery, universe, wisdom,

OF DEATH



Death is…
the cocoon
of the caterpillar
in sleep mode
preparing
for
metamorphosis



Submitted on July 27, 2019, for contest ONE SENTENCE METAPHOR IN FREE VERSE sponsored by JESSE ROWE

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: garden, grief, wisdom,

GRIEF'S GARDEN








The most fertile soil 

to plant the tree of wisdom

is to be found 

in the garden of grief! 








© Demetrios Trifiatis
      16 July 2020


Poem Details | by L. J. Carber |
Categories: angst, appreciation, child, death, i am, life, wisdom,

The Wise Child

I met a child once,
so young I knew not
if boy or girl, but so
wise I was compelled
to listen as the child
spoke to me of God,
my soul, and why we
live in a world of both
light and darkness,
kindness and hate.

'Ask me what you will,
and I shall answer all.' 

So I asked the child
(feeling a bit foolish)
'Why am I here?
Why is there life?
Why must we die?'

And the little one
answered me, with
all the wisdom in 
our vast Universe--
'Why not?'

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: abuse, addiction, allusion, anger, anxiety, assonance, courage, crush, cry, death, deep, depression, desire, destiny, feelings, forgiveness, freedom, god, happiness, hate, health, heartbreak, heaven, how i feel, humanity, hurt, imagination, innocence, inspirational, lonely, music, passion, patriotic, peace, philosophy, political, poverty, power, prison, psychological, rap, rights, truth, usa, visionary, wisdom, youth,

I Don't Need Drugs

The only thing that is in my bong
is my gift of poetry and song.

Drugs are for thugs
that's hell in a nutshell.

I don't smoke
and I've never done coke.

Believe me
I know that I don't always tell thruth
and that I like to lie.
There has been enough brains fried.

Poet till I die.





Dedicated To All The Victims Of Addiction.



Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: anger, art, death, depression, feelings, freedom, god, grief, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, imagination, innocence, inspirational, jealousy, music, pain, passion, philosophy, poets, rap, religious, society, sorrow, spiritual, truth, wisdom, world,

God Save This World

Part 1: Save Us

The whole world went to pot
when, 2pac was shot
on the spot.

Why do Innocent people have to die?
Why do we have to sit and watch, as mothers cry?

People forgive the unforgiven.
Why do people have spend the rest of they're lives in prison?

Part 2: Save Me

I act like a dick 
in public.

I'm not crazy,
god just needs to save me.

I guess I'm in the zone.
That's why I'm sitting here alone.







Dedicated To Tupac Shakur.
1971-1996
R.I.P.

Poem Details | by Zamreen Zarook |
Categories: abuse, addiction, adventure, age, betrayal, body, boyfriend, brother, conflict, confusion, courage, culture, death, forgiveness, fun, high school, how i feel, inspirational, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, murder, mystery, paradise, psychological, racism, rights, stress, teen, teenage, time, voice, wisdom, words, world, write, youth,

Happiness in a Wrong way

Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook

In the notion of seeking happiness,
I thought of stepping in to nonsense,
I dream I could find success,
But I had only little access.

Every attempt that I lend,
It was an utter failure at the end,
My life was full of difficult bend,
But God is always there as a good friend.

My deeds travel in various ways,
Some times in subways,
Or in times it goes in highways,
But I had the belief, God is there always.

North and south families surrounded,
East and west friends are rounded,
Every time fear on death soughed,
I am trapped, and my merits are loaded.

Poem Details | by rob carmack |
Categories: absence, addiction, child, dark, death, vanity, wisdom,

Child

Before I even watched your birth,
I had already failed you first.

Collecting bones in closets damned.
To proxies labor done withstand.

Mistakes go down with Jacks and cokes.
A childhood ends in perished hopes.

The years apart we will to stand.
Regret to always catch the man.

My sorrow carving name in stone,
A Father never dies alone.


------------------------------------------------
Rob Carmack
Couplet : Iambic Tetrameter
10.26.14

Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: beauty, character, child, depression, emotions, faith, feelings, friend, friendship, girl, god, grief, growing up, growth, happiness, heart, hope, identity, inspiration, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, love, mentor, metaphor, pain, people, philosophy, psychological, relationship, sad, sorrow, spiritual, strength, student, sympathy, teen, teenage, truth, uplifting, wisdom, women, youth,

Lines of Comfort and Reassurance to My Sad, Lovely Lass

Give me drink, rest, and solitude—
these are all the things I long for;
give me as well your finest food,
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My lovely lass, what's the matter—
why are you all down and alone?
Don't be vexed because you're sadder
than most, dear, for God loves His own.

Sweet girl, I'll tell you a secret:
if I were a young lad again,
I'd chase you for your sweet asset.
But as I am two-score and ten

years old (with wife in deed), never
can I be your white knight with steed;
but your sadness won't last forever,
if you pray for the one you need. 




Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, cute love, dedication, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, encouraging, funny love, girlfriend, grief, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i love you, i miss you, innocence, kiss, love, love hurts, math, meaningful, miss you, missing, missing you, nice, passion, recovery from, romance, romantic, sad love, senses, sensual, symbolism, together, true love, voyage, wisdom, woman, word play,

4 Love

Love is a four letter word
she whispered into his ear,

So is four, as is word
he whispered back into her fear,

Such is "you and I"
cried his heart - she could hear,

Their cheeks hugged, eyes kissed
each shedding a single tear. 


Poem Details | by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories: future, goodbye, happiness, inspirational, irony, leaving, metaphor, relationship, romance, stars, success, symbolism, sympathy, thank you, wisdom,

Heavenly Nevermore

The sun has learned
to nevermore interfere 

with the moon 
and its stars

To give it a whole world
because the sun

doesn't need to stand in the way,
when it has free reign 
of the entire universe.


Poem Details | by Rev. Dr. Samuel Mack OMS DD |
Categories: adventure, age, angel, beautiful, bible, earth, emotions, faith, family, farewell, fruit, funeral, travel, trust, truth, uplifting, visionary, voice, voyage, wisdom, world, writing,

My Time Has Come

My Time Has Come

My time is over here in this body
I am being called home as my work is done here
I hear my Lords voice calling me home
Although I know I will miss this old world 
With all that I have seen and done
All the People I have met and talked to
My body can go on no more for it has reached it’s time

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

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Poem Details | by Jen Franks |
Categories: beauty, celebration, city, community, courage, culture, devotion, freedom, grave, identity, inspiration, inspirational, life, memory, nature, patriotic, people, political, power, september, symbolism, tribute, urban, veterans day, war, wisdom,

United Nations Plaza

Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.

Poem Details | by Zeki Majed |
Categories: arabic, betrayal, death, violence, war, winter, wisdom,

The Graveyard Rose

She was beautiful, unlike any other
She stood high above the ground, shining with bright colours
Perhaps,
Had she grown somewhere else
People would line up to take in her scent
But she was lonely,
The only rose to rise where the dead lie
So nobody ever came to keep her alive
Yet she still grows
In a field of snow, a picture so cold
There, the red beauty stands warm
As if her roots had grabbed the center of the Earth below
In a loving embrace, never willing to let it go

There she stood
A soul so misunderstood
The graveyard rose

Poem Details | by ness tillson |
Categories: bible, christian, christmas, courage, creation, death, god, metaphor, mystery, mythology, philosophy, poems, psychological, spiritual, wisdom,

The Promise

When meanings have been broken,
When your cross has been uncrossed,
When the reasons that you gave me,
In the labyrinth have been lost.
When your house has been emptied,
When your bedroom is swept clean,
I will come and wake you,
From your long and endless dream.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com

Poem Details | by Ann Rich |
Categories: allegory, analogy, betrayal, care, dedication, emotions, faith, feelings, future, grief, growth, hope, inspiration, inspirational, introspection, journey, loneliness, missing you, moving on, nostalgia, parody, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, psychological, relationship, satire, senses, spiritual, stress, symbolism, time, trust, truth, uplifting, visionary, wisdom, world,

Still Standing

Where were you when my world fell apart?
The Sun darkened and the Moon just fled.
All had been done and all had been said.
And ripped to shreds was my beating heart.

Even the Seas began to part.
And the Mountain tops spread.
I lay there completely dead.
Even the Stars I could not chart.

If only you knew,
If only you were there,
If only you had a clue!
If only life had been fair!

I’d turn the clocks back,
Still standing dead in my track!

Poem Details | by Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu |
Categories: absence, adventure, body, death, introspection, wisdom,

GRATEFUL DEAD

Into oblivion every soul drifts,
Unaware of the world beyond.
Friends and foes forgotten...
Wealth and poverty left behind.
All facades of real substance.   

   Living it all,some say
But only one life all have.
Sow and reap others say
We all indebted to life.

   Search for knowledge and wisdom ceases....
True wisdom lies with those gone beyond,
These are the grateful dead who knows vanity uopn vanity they say begets vanity.

  Beauty for ashes,one loses all;for a time we exist,in another we exit
For the grateful were us.

Poem Details | by Earl Schumacker |
Categories: absence, change, death, image, mystery, silly, wisdom,

Death - The Final Pleasure

     Death - The Final Pleasure

I’ve never liked mysteries
Including death
When I die it will be all over
No more suspense for me
No!  This is not a suicide note 
Or poem with an unhappy ending
Nothing so dramatic or mundane as that
When death comes it will be the final pleasure
No more no less
You can guess the rest