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Death Poems About Toad

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Poem Details | by Ronda Aldridge |
Categories: adventure, animals, confusion, death, children, funny, lonely,

Horny Toad On A Lonely Road

She came across a bend
On a lonely road.
She walked upon some little rocks
And found a horny toad.
She cried as her heart then broke
cause that little toad there died.
She couldn't understand,
confused she stood and sighed.
That little horny toad
never moved or moaned at all.
As she stood there and stared,
not believing in that there she saw.
She wondered why she stumbled
on that little horny toad.
Where that toad there then died,
here upon a lonely road.


Poem Details | by Marc Pallanes |
Categories: animal, birth, death, destiny, fate, introspection, irony, nature,

ODE TO THE TOAD

In my pond I don't take no poop  
Iv'e got very little time on this earth
I get a little of this,a little of that, and thats the scoop
I've got to love this time between my death and birth

So in my pond i'll live, in my pond i'll die                                  
suppose if I was granted just one wish                                                                It would be a delicious fly       

This is my only space 
My oh so lonely place
Im just a toad so I'm told
Now this Ode has grown old






Poem Details | by Heidi Boardman |
Categories: angst, death, depression, faith, god, god, drug,

Ugly Toad

Blah Blah Blah
Flip into overload
Turn into ugly toad
Must have drank too much

Can't see my own senseless sadness
within my own harsher madness
Where is God when I'm buried alive

Trying to function - 
Depression sucks.
I've never had luck
depended on God for blessings instead
And I wish I were dead

Is it all in my head?
Of course - isn't that where life occurs?

can't see through these neurotic blurs

Help me Lord
to see you through this cloud
to hear you tho' it's loud
I drug myself to feel normal

Jesus my head hurts.