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Death Poems About Eve

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Poem Details | by Varise Duxbury |
Categories: death, imagination, visionary,

Eve of Winter

Frozen enchantress
Of beauty untold
Sought for 
The glacial summer.

Soul withdrawn 
By painful slumber.
Eyes of silence,
Cold lips of fury.

Auspice of death
The twisted tongue 
Of water.

The vile plunging
Of raging sleep
Left dreams
Of sweet revenge.

So ends 
The immortal with life
As it closed its eyes 
For eternity.

Poem Details | by Jeinara Odonio |
Categories: absence, art, blue, dark, desire, devotion, earth, emotions, eulogy, eve, feelings, hope, how i feel, howl, i love you, image, irony, joy, loneliness, lonely, longing, memory, missing, moon, night, pain, passion, poems, relationship, romantic, stars,

Yellow Moon

She watched as the earth fell asleep

Waited for the yellow moon

soft kisses of unfaithful wind..

Images..Images on her head

Nostalgic memory of a forgotten love

Flashes of things she tried to forget..

Her eyes caught the reflection of the moon

locked inside the rain on her cheek..

She was standing alone..

Her grieving heart sought

solace from the moon

She petitioned the stars

Where is he this very night?

Cruel..oh so cruel..

Beneath the silence of the sky

she bowed her head and cried..

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: angst, death, eve, fantasy, imagery, truth,

Blood Lust

Thirsty my love?
Drink all of me
I just died for you

We all bleed for mankind, do we not?

Poem Details | by Darren Mallett |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, beauty, death, depression, happiness,


How I adored the times I spent with you;
Your lips; the taste of red wine and cigarettes; 
Your wild hair and your untamed attitude. 
Though now my adoration falls too short. 
From the bottomless depths of my sinned soul, 
I feel only pity for your stone heart-- 
There is only so much your mind can take; 
Though your excuse is "it makes you happy"- 
There is only so much drugs you can take; 
Only so much wine that you can consume.
When you awaken- should you awaken- 
You won't be as happy as you were once.
When you rise every new day all alone
And have your breakfast from a cracked mirror, 
Will you still love the reflection you see?

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: beach, eulogy, eve, heart, inspirational, introspection, spiritual,


Little by little
the sand slips between my toes

Little by little 
my heart turns to stone

Little by little
stone corrodes to sand

falling between my toes

Poem Details | by Suyash Saxena |
Categories: august, autumn, beauty, color, creation, dark, death, emotions, eve, fantasy, goodbye, happiness, image, imagination, morning, mountains, senses,

Autumn Leaves

Trees shed

Their Autumn Leaves.


Autumn Leaves-

That fall,

That twirl

And then embrace the ground.


Autumn Leaves-

That flood

The pathways I tread

And the horizon I see.


Amidst them, I halt

Amongst them, I sit,

Stare and admire

Them as they shower from trees.


I listen to them,

As they rustle,

And cuddle

In the soothing autumn breeze.


Wondrous it is to listen

To the tales they tell,

Tales spelled in their toungless accents

Tales that are the soul of each of those

Falling, twirling, rustling

Autumn Leaves.

Poem Details | by Jimmi Canada |
Categories: basketball, class, cousin, divorce, endurance, eve, friendship, grief, longing, love hurts, storm, sweet, wisdom,


I'm offended,


subtle yet encouraged-

there's a place to be,

to go see-
I can and will breathe.

I am here for the crave,
and instantly a brave!

Let's let them speak because we have been drained,

the energy is proof that we stayed.

Poem Details | by Jimmi Canada |
Categories: books, boy, caregiving, dream, endurance, eve, giving, grief, hope, immigration, independence day, lust, ocean, parody, truth, usa, wedding,

Ms Margerine

Of what you know to be beautiful
never becomes a real thought,

of how you seek it out-
the lessoning of everything combined,

sanctimony as tree's can do when they listen to one another,

serious mistaken identities are just like the reason you came here was to die completely.

Poem Details | by Balveen Cheema |
Categories: allegory, animal, death, desire, eve,

The Deathly Grip

Eve propped on the chair

Sultry and vivacious

Ensnaring the snake

It hissed and raised its head 

For the desired sting

One hypnotic look 

Before his deadly attack..... But

Eve flew high in air 

With a a swift deathly grip on  its neck 

She landed front stage

And  took the final bow before 

A stunned audience 

March 6, 2016

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* The contemporary Eve is not going to be beguiled, she will slay the slewer.

Poem Details | by Martins Deep |
Categories: day, death, eve, farewell, god, sympathy,


Magic plays out unclad
As Aegea falls
as a fiery ball into the sea.

Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: education, endurance, engagement, eulogy, eve, evil,

the voice of Norway

The voice of Norway 
It was there 
At the border 
A gray mass of stones
Between two countries
One country
Wanted to give it away
As a good will gesture
But the people
Those who didn`t know
The mountain existed 
Said NO
We will not give away
 A pebble
Of our nation 
There was waving flags
The authority relented
Took the offer back 
The people had spoken 
With a narrow- minded 
Nationalistic fervour 

Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: earth day, eulogy, eve, family, fantasy,


I always wore clogs with solid socks when a boy
bought a pair today, not made of wood and leather
but of some plastic stuff. I have tried them on
walked up and down in the living room into the yard
I do not think I will use them often.
They are a clumsy looking pair and had nothing to
offer but sore heels and the childhood is distant as ever
I put them in the outhouse a nice home for mice,
spiders and other mysterious things that lurk in there.
The clogs were made in Germany, and it surprises me 
how the Germanic people can make products 
then here in low paid Portugal. 
I think the reason is that Portugal has too many 
Overpaid bosses and never mind the Indians 

Poem Details | by Patricia Cammish |
Categories: eve, evil, flying, gothic, grave, halloween, horror,


When vampires fly abroad in search of blood
And poltergeists and demons do no good;
When zombies drooling, crawl up from the ground
And ghoulish spirits glide without a sound;
When bats and spiders brush across your face
And coffins spill out bodies all in lace;
A chill crawls up your spine, your hair turns green.
You know the time has come for Hallowe'en.

Poem Details | by Regina Elliott |
Categories: bereavement, devotion, gothic, halloween, raven, romantic, rose,

This All Hallow's Eve

This All Hallow's Eve,
the dolorous ravens' flight of shadows,
and spirits murmuring amidst the
cold headstones,
gives me a rush of passionate frosted
moonlit owls' candlelight orbs,
the bells, funerary bells,
my love is not lost,
devoted to you,
of another century,
as I fall asleep upon ebony roses,
at your Westminster churchyard grave.

~ My dark heart mourns Edgar Allan Poe ~