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Death Acrostic Poems | Acrostic Poems About Death

These Death Acrostic poems are examples of Acrostic poems about Death. These are the best examples of Death Acrostic poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Never Look Back

Captivated by the rising tide, alone she stood

On a solemn piece of rock. The darkness

Lingered over; correcting her daylight.

Death in its inevitability took the form of ocean.

Amidst the fleeting light, an absence and 

Neglect writhed behind her eyes,

Draining her malevolence, turning it to fear.

A tapestry of thought weaved onto her shoulder,

Lethargy strained through her. Never fighting the

Overpowering desire to sleep. One foot first,

Never look back, for the

End, is here.


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Donkey Beans

Derision Powers his Desire to Repair His

Torn Status Amongst Societies Cruel Structure.

Ten Years of Relentless Torture. Sharpens the Mind.

The Kindred Spirit of Hope Relieves him of Pressure

-He'll Eat The Flesh of Those Who are Not Through Living -

Dazed, Yet More Observant of Life Than Those Who breathe.


Berated and Shunned, They Would Tear at his Clothes.

Tensing His Muscles, he took Their Blows of Malevolence,

He Aspired to Die, His Dream, A Haven of Blackness Free From

The Never Ending Torment Which Ruled His Existence so Strictly.

He'll Set Himself on Fire and He'll Burn. He'll Burn Right into The Ground.

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Ghaza

 Grovel for blood, grovel for blood you bastards
 Hunger for bodies of innocent children and flee
 Amidst webs of mayhem you throw the world asunder
“Zionists we are, all so powerful, all so free!”
  And again the injustice of war compels me

                   To speak in anger and utterly be
                   I am sorry fellow poets if harshness comes with words
                   But the news gives me not any joy, not any glee
                   For the people of Palestine are now in torture
                   And all I can do is watch Ghaza fall to become debris 


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Waiting

Mountains crumble no more to be 
Oceans of woe since you left me 
Thunder rolls and my heart it breaks 
Humbly life ends, my soul it quakes 
Everlasting grief with no mend  
Reminds me daily, it will not bend

Inconceivable, this pain I bear

My love's not gone, together we'll share 
In lasting glory at Jesus' feet 
Serenity and grace, oh how sweet 
Salvation unites on heaven's shore

Yesterday's gone, tomorrow brings more 
Only a moment in time we wait 
Until we meet at heaven's gate


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Abigail

Fleeting And With Vague Reference To Memory, Her Vision

Ruptures and Blurs: All The Lines Seamlessly Creasing 

Onto One And Other. The Air Tastes So Much Sweeter When

Machines Pump the Air In And Out For You.


                                - Don't Even Have To Remember To Breathe -


Tedium Enslaves The Mindset, and Causes The Irrational To

Hemorrhage Fourth, Displacing Any Emotional Grounding, And

Eradicating Any Sense of a Self Obtained Freedom


                                  - Sleep My Sweet... Sleep -


Twisted Metal Splayed Across The Concrete, The Haunting

Horrific Sound of Sparks Generated By The Rapid Deceleration.

Only The Front Seats Remained Intact As The Frames Crumpled 

Under The Tremendous Pressure. The Dread Comes Before The

Gripping Fear, The Acknowledgement of Impact Forces The 

Hands To Curl Up Into Fists and Squeezes The Sweat from 

Tightening Palms. Time Rushes To a Stop, and The High Pitched

Screams, Become Disturbingly Deep Rumbles.


                                     - It Hit The Back Harder -


Onset Bewilderment as a Result of the Fear. She Moves Her Hand

From The Bed, and Touches The Skin On Her Dads Wrist.


                                      - He Stokes Her Hand Gently With His Thumb -


"Abigail" He Whispers, His Cheeks Stained With The Inevitability.


                                       - His Hope For Her Had Withered  -


Destiny is The Harshest Mediator of Time and Regret,

Yet It Presented Her With No Answers. She Struggles

Intricately For The Reasoning of The Event,

Never Fully Understanding Where She Was 

Going, And Why She Was Going Alone.


                                        - Her Words Stifled By Mucus -


Caressing Her Head and Stroking Her Hair,

He Let The Warm Liquid Stream Down His Face.

It Made Snail Silver Lines When Reflected

Light Shimmered Through It. He Held Tight,

Delicately Supporting Her Neck.


                                         -  And Laying Her Down -

                                                         - He Kisses Her Forehead -

                                                                       - "Goodbye My Sweet" -


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Cancer

                                        Why do some get Cancer, 
                                        When we know this has no answer; 
                                        So this sickness isn't really Cancer; 
                                        Because we can not really find out the answer. 
                                         So here I will answer, 
                                         For everyone who suffers from Cancer.

                                          C              Can not find the Answer
                                          A               Anger, for not finding Answer
                                          N               No just cause for this Answer
                                          C               Caring in finding the Answer
                                          E                Everyone thinks they have the Answer
                                          R               Rest in peace, Sorry had no Answer


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Repugnant Shrapnel

The flood of human remains plummeting downwards. Horizon blackened, jolted from the sky. Towering waves of obscure aftermath swarm to the heavens. With a slight endeavor, kingdoms turn to squander. 
Ravaging paths meet and become hordes of ailment. God’s hand has erected the retched bowels of man’s mass burials.
An avalanche of skulls,
Rain down the exhumed past of lost ancestry. Prophecies fulfilled to our graves of dispersed dead.


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Welcome Home

W eeping fills the hangar as his casket is brought out,
E mbraced by Old Glory's colors, a fitting soldier's shroud.
L oved one's hearts are shattered, future hopes, dreams are crushed;
C omrades in arms salute him, adding a bittersweet touch.
O verwhelming grief consumes those left behind,
M eaningless words, platitudes spoken to be kind.
E arnest tales of bravery told of him who died.

H eavy with emotion, a nation shares regrets,
O ffering condolences to those who won't forget.
M any a brave soldier has been welcomed home this way.
E nding future ventures, they've come home to stay.


Entered in Susan Burch's Little Viewed Jewels contest.


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To Die Alone

Cast
Out
Lonely
Dying

I then
Seek to
Ease pain
Ease suffering

Holy God above
Is it time
My time then

I ask so gently
Do not take me 
I am not ready
Ease me into it


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Final Slumber

Twisting the Misery around his Finger,

He walks to an isolated place.

Embedding his Heels into Sand, Carefully He

Offers himself to the Earth.

Lucid, Nostalgic Perfumes of a 

Deceased Love Permeate his senses.

Meagrely He closes his eyes,

And Remembers.

Night time captures the Sun and

Sinks into Sand. Darkness,

Like Liquid it Slips under the Surface

Engulfing the Labyrinth of Light,

Eating the morning hue, turning it to mist.

Peace is With Him, For Now, He

Sleeps.


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