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Poem Details | by Lynn Marie |
Categories: emotions, grief, introspection, loss, ocean, spiritual, uplifting,

a new beginning

with each crest of a wave
forming white crystal peaks
she weeps, inhales, let's go.

beneath a star studded vista
a resplendent guiding light
arms open, palms up, she is free.

the soothing sea winds
carrying away her grief and sorrow
hands posed in devotion, she smiles.

in a seascape of serenity
her baptism place of choice
she steps forward, her new beginning.


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: angel, death, faith, forgiveness, heaven, hope, spiritual,

The Hourglass Wears Wings

In shadow 'neath the shining of a soul a heart trembles for her lost control. Hope lives in Him who forgives trespass and sin as flight with Mercy’s angel does begin. Susan Ashley October 7, 2020 ~ First Place ~ Contest: Double Tetractys 4 Sponsor: Eve Roper syllables checked: 10, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 Poet’s note: The hourglass, sometimes with the addition of metaphorical wings, is often depicted as a symbol that human existence is fleeting

Poem Details | by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: appreciation, bird, birth, death, life, spiritual, symbolism,

Like A Phoenix

To live forever like the phoenix; To re-taste the process of birth; From the cleansing flames, to rise Knowing death is no end; An eternal soul On a journey May just find Supreme Bliss.

Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: absence, death, devotion, grave, loss, miss you, spiritual,

Eternal Breath

I think about you, every single day,
Since from me, you were taken away,
Your absence has left my world cold,
Now I am alone, with no hand to hold.

I wish that I could bring you home,
So that your soul, shall need not roam,
I hope that you were given white wings,
To fly amongst, where the angel sings.

Within my heart, your eternal breath,
Shall now linger on, even after death,
My love for you shall never cease,
So, may you always rest in peace.

Written by: Kelly Deschler  

Gautami Phookan's contest - The Poet III

For Gail Angel Doyle's contest - "Eternal Breath"

Poem Details | by Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories: animal, death, funny, humor, satire, silly, spiritual,

Two Wolves

Each of us have two wolves living inside us
One wants to eat burritos
and watch horror movies.

The other wants to walk about 
in its underpants all day 
snacking on cheetos between long naps. 

The wolf that thrives is the one 
who gets diabetes or dies of a heart attack.

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 arthur vaso |
Categories: death, grief, leaving, military, spiritual, urdu,

I Died in Her Teardrops

The Iraqi desert was blowing wind
The bullet tore into my heart
My Commander, she had but one arm
She pulled me to the ground
Holding me tight she saw
I would not make the night
So she did what any lover would
She held me tight
Whispered, "soldier I am with you till the end"
My last thought
Was I died in her arm
As her tears drops mixed with mine

Poem Details | by Laura Leiser |
Categories: death, life, spiritual,

Spiritual Illumination


                                      vicious, ruthless

                               plotting, scheming, destroying

                                  enemy, sin, son, shepherd

                               sacrificing, atoning, purifying

                                        righteous, holy 


Written on 3/26/2015

Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: angel, change, courage, death, destiny, heaven, spiritual,

The Final Dance

The Final Dance

Death is that final dance we face in life,
He comes for us whether one’s young or old,
Courage is the answer to this sad strife,
Which means fear not this specter—be ye bold!
And prepare now your soul as God has told;
Death appears dark as Heaven’s light shines bright;
Angels bear ye now so true in God’s light!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
October 18, 2015 (Rhyme Royal)

Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: allegory, body, change, death, heaven, imagery, spiritual,


Marks the end of life—
Transformation now begins.
The soul exits the Earth’s plane . . . 
	     A new journey’s underway . . . 
Heaven’s the destination!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
Schoeningen, Germany (November 12, 2014)
(Tanka poetic format)

Poem Details | by Joel Thornton |
Categories: death, fire, inspirational, life, space, spiritual, uplifting,

Ascending Epiphany

I realize limitation
	Is an illusion.
My destiny is without
Beyond death. Beyond the periphery 
Eternal Incarceration
Cosmic chaos is cooking...
	Infinite combinations
In infinite situations
Attuned yet unaware,
A universe of oppositions
Frequency and energy
Space, matter 
A spiraling dichotomy.

an ascending epiphany.



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Poem Details | by TAMMY REAMS |
Categories: blessing, death, identity, spiritual,

Soul Collector

          We are all collectors of love that for eternity will feed the soul

     When ONE love has passed from earth it's just a memory that brings days of hurt

     When WE have passed on from earth in heaven our souls marrow into one

           Our essence no longer shy.

T Reams  copyright 2015

Poem Details | by Jim Pemberton |
Categories: character, christian, conflict, confusion, depression, emotions, faith, family, feelings, god, grief, heartbroken, hope, how i feel, jesus, life, lonely, recovery from, relationship, religion, religious, spiritual,

Lord, I've Been Hurting

Lord., I've Been Hurting!

This one thing I am
 most certain…
Lately I’ve been really hurtin’.

I trying to do right, but it 
turns out “wrong.”
Where, in life,
do I really belong?

So many people
 pass me by.
Sometimes, someone
may say;  “hi!”

I don’t know if this message is
 getting across?
I feel so confused and 
completely lost.

A message of “help” has my
 prayer and plea…
For God to reach out to me!

He reached down and
made me whole!
HIS love and compassion
 filled my soul!

Spending time with Jesus
 is time well spent!
It was for you and me that 
Jesus was sent!

By Jim Pemberton

Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: appreciation, death, life, spiritual,

The Realm Unceasing

The thrums of my heart

          are not now abounding,

               still, a hush of quietude.

     Death is but an echo ...

a soul's tender ripples

          on the surface of eternity,

               as it plunges from life

     to the depths ... of Heaven.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Eight-Line Poem" Poetry Contest, Rick Parise, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Strand Choice U, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: beauty, cry, death, desire, england, romantic, spiritual,

Turned On

In the deepest of emotions
A desire to please
Be loved
Caressing tears like the wind
Kissing dreams in creamy lace
Carnal is the heart of seduction
Insane and sublime
Holding both body and soul
To my beating heart
No one shall see my weeping face
Our love was eternal
As you died in my arms

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 Marissa Faries |
Categories: death, farewell, good night, lost love, sad, sad love, spiritual,

A Kiss Goodnight, Soon To Be A Kiss Goodbye

I'll kiss you as you sleep,
But secretly I shall also weep,
For it seems you are now away from me,
Wandering about with my parallel self,
In the sweet world of dreams.

I'll kiss you as you die,
But secretly, away from others, I shall also cry,
For then it would seem you are going away from me,
Wandering about with the Lord for all eternity,
In the sweet world of higher being.

Poem Details | by Noel Flater |
Categories: death, fun, heart, life, spiritual,

When When Then Yoga

When When Then Yoga

Your downward dog is barking and
Your cat pose is meowing and
Your tree pose is swaying and
Your cow pose is mooing and
Your cobra pose is striking and
Your sphinx pose is speaking and

Your child pose gets naughty and
Your warrior one gets shot and
Your warrior two goes down and
Your corpse pose stiffens.

Your yoga journey ends.


Comments: This poem is dedicated to me, the world’s stiffest yoga dude.  Namaste.  FEEDBACK WELCOME

Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: allegory, death, heaven, imagery, metaphor, spiritual, symbolism,

Soul Essence

Soul Essence

Release comes with death.
The mortal host is no more.

A faint and sad cackle is heard,
As all illusions come to an end.

The bare body lies in a stiff repose.
What once was, is now no more.

Tears are shed in a mortal milieu,
As the soul begins its ascension.

The flowers in decoration serve
As a human memory of the past. 

Tender emotions now permeate the air,
As the flowers’ sweet smell is realized.

The moon shines bright in the dark sky,
As the soul now meets its cosmic destiny.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
March 30, 2018 (Lyric)

Poem Details | by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: body, death, freedom, image, metaphor, snow, spiritual,


Watching a snow flake Melting on my hand I see Transformation like That of human souls freed from The hindrance of mortal flesh

Poem Details | by L. J. Carber |
Categories: allusion, appreciation, beauty, death, dream, hope, spiritual,

For I Can Hear Life

When our once young selves 
turn stale
and old and old and old, 
then in that beauty 
I still see, I can hear life...
I can hear life 
as it calls out 
its love song--
its plaintive plea 
to my ageless soul.

And when death makes 
its awkward entrance,
my soul, sudden cut adrift 
from its moorings, 
will carry that beauty, 
that beauty of a life lived,
with all its loves 
and all its joys 
and all its tears
to the next world, 
to the next beautiful,
resplendent dream.

For I can hear life....


Poem Details | by L. J. Carber |
Categories: allusion, angst, appreciation, death, eulogy, evil, spiritual,

When Evil Dances

When Evil dances,
good hearts are stopped,
grief swells into an ocean,
asked, why him? why her?
why did they have to die?

No answers are given, for none
can be given, not in this world.
But as the soul is real, immortal,
then the murdered shall rise again,
alive in some other place, alive
in  a world of endless dreaming
where love is never broken,
where love is never lost....

(Written to commemorate all those killed 
senselessly in their places of learning or worship, or work or shopping,or anywhere it seems.)

Poem Details | by Hi-Dong Chai |
Categories: death, spiritual,

Death and Spirit

(Note: Wherever there is an electrical activity, there is an electromagnetic field.)

We live once
We die once
In death
Our bodies 
Return to soil

But what about our spirit?
Our thoughts, our feelings, our bodily movements?

Our spirit starts
To travel through space
At the speed of light
When we are conceived
And ends
When our breaths stop

Thus our spirit has
Our age 
Beginning, our conception
And ending, our death

We are 
Like a radio station

Station may be gone 
But all it 
Has broadcasted
Travel thru space


Poem Details | by Willow Tree |
Categories: cry, depression, dream, grief, imagination, memory, spiritual,


In my dream, I saw a weeping man Not knowing what he had done, I lent him my hand When he reached, his hand slipped through mine Turns out his soul was trapped in my mind.

Poem Details | by Ann Gilmour |
Categories: angel, death, heaven, spiritual,


broken souls violent end – gently angels equilibrium mend

23rd December 2019

26th January 2019
Contest; Heavenly Monoku
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues

8th June 2020
Contest Brian's Select 9
Sponsor Brian Strand