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Marriage Death Poems | Death Poems About Marriage

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

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Details | Alliteration |

My Love

My love I can not find you anywhere, 
I feel like I lost my soul somewhere, 
because you are my soulmate, 
and us being apart can not be fate. 

You did not leave because you wanted to, 
It just was just something you had to do. 

I was not right, All I wanted to do was fight, 
and knowing you was the love of my life, 
yet I would not make you my wife. 

I know that's what you really wanted 
and now I am feeling haunted, 
by the things I should have done, 
and you being the only one 
I ever loved and will love forever, if it was'nt for me we will still be together. 
 
But you are gone 
and I can not go on, 
so I must say good-bye, I'm leaving myself to die.


Details | I do not know? |

Daddy is a bi sexual barebacker

Daddy who are you?
 
Son I am a bi sexual man..
Dad what does bi sexual mean?
It means I like to have sex with men & women.
Why?
Because its how I  feel inside.
Did you love my Momma?
Yes...I did!
What happened to momma?
She died...
How did she die?
She died of AIDS!
How did she get AIDS?
I gave Hiv to her..
Why would you do that?
Because I am a Bi Sexual BAREBACKER!
 
 
 
 WRITTEN BY TG GREEN
 
 
 This happens too much!
If your playing with him be safe..so she can stay negative.. 
 
 
 


Details | Dramatic monologue |

For Him

Hi. If you are reading this letter, then i know my wife has chosen you. This is to serve as my last writing directed to you after my death. Please note she has never read this letter. I would like to welcome you and thank you for choosing her over all the beautiful women in the world. I hardly know you but I'm willing to trust and respect your presence in her life and that you'll bring nothing but joy. Strongly i hope you feel exactly the same as she does, after all she chose to give you this letter. No one can replace our love, but that does not mean you should build a bridge between my past life with her. Do not attempt reshuffling her heart, empathy, sensitivity or replacing what i planted in her heart. Our tree of love will continue growing. Please take good care of her heart as it’s not billable. 

Her tears of joy are always ready to explode. Every night has been a page in our love book. So please do not change the theme as you will be forced to adjust the ending. I so much wanted to continue writing our book but i had to off ramp my journey with her as the cancer was forcefully blocking my way. She doesn't know that. My fingerprints on her smiles never got damaged and the footsteps i wrote on her body never sounded fictional. If you look at the corner of her lips she owns no dark secrets. She gets rewarded for every risk she puts her family in. Her wheelchair has never had a flat tire, but if it does please contact bible services on psalm they fix everything. 

What i noticed is that she loved checking up the Christianity call centres within the bible phone book. The numbers will never change, only agents do so keep encouraging her to make calls. She used to randomly open the book and choose a page with her eyes closed. Even though she sometimes looked lost she always found the right pages. I hope it’s not too much to ask, but please allow her to visit on our birthday and that's every three days before the New Year. That is the only time i could turn to the other side on my grave. Plus the funeral cover promised us non of its pillows in my coffin. Do not make yes an answer to every call made by my parents. We owe them nothing, infect i haven’t spoken to them in ten years. 

With all that said she will blow your mind if you let her.

Thank you


Details | Free verse |

Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


Details | Rhyme |

A Tempting Fate

(Inspired by the humorous short story, "Angel Of The Odd", by Edgar Allan Poe.)



This young man had just been visiting his mother,
His wife disapproved of spending his time with another,
He grabbed his coat and hat, but not an umbrella,
For, he was quite an unwise and careless fella.

The rain began to pour with thunder and lightning,
This foolish man did not find it a bit frightening,
He was looking forward to a warm hug and a kiss,
Although, it was her cooking that he really did miss.

He quickly jumped over puddles and leapt the gate,
But, little did he know, that he was tempting fate,
He knocked and pounded his fist on the front door,
The house remained dark, though it never was before.

Now, all that he needed to do was simply unlock it,
But, he found the key was no longer in his pocket,
He picked up a rock and shattered the window pane,
It didn't matter to him, if he disturbed their entire lane.

He cooked and ate his dinner, now he wanted dessert,
In his mind he thought, what could one more bite hurt?,
The young man could not silence the feeling to crave,
Yet, that is what would put him right into the grave.

His wife's specialty was a heavenly, angel food cake,
And, into this one, a secret ingredient, she did bake,
A drop of deadly poison to keep her husband at home,
For, she never liked the idea of being left all alone.

He was very much in love with this pretty, young baker,
Yet, she had planned a date with the local undertaker,
Her selfish plans to tempt him, had worked all too well,
His new home, six feet under, is now where he would dwell.




Written February, 27th, 2014  For Craig Cornish's contest - "Angel Of The Odd"


Details | Rhyme |

Forty Lost

Time moves on,
and soon will tell,
when asked for whom
they ring the bell…
 Forty lived
…and forty lost,
you left before twilight.
When it’s half as much,
at twice the cost,
you’ll  bask
in perfect light…
We live in castles
…made of sand,
we come as a stranger,
but leave as a friend…
Remember now,
your last first kiss,
those times will be
profoundly missed…
Your smile indeed
could cast a spell.
You learned to
play a bad hand well…
With all our hopes
and dreams in tow,
we are old too quick,
and wise too slow.
Life’s an elaborate
complex dance...
Would you live again,
if you had the chance?
 
 Copyright © 2013


Details | Epic |

One Day I Got Married

I woke up one morning, with the smile on my face.
I saw a beautiful young lady in front of the mirror.
She is wearring a pearl white gown.
I stared at her and look around her grace.
Though she's shining like a star,
I can't see a glamour on her self.
Then the crystal water started to flow from her eyes.
I asked myself why...
Every woman dreams to meet her shining armor.
But this lady found a knight with rotten soul.
Walking in the aisle is like heading a death row.
A final moment to put a self in dungeon.
The wedding ring became a chain on her neck.
Wishing all the flowers are tulips and lilies.
A crown for a mourning event.
'Cos I know this day isn't gonna be splendid.
This is the final moment of defeat.
Like a bird broke its wings ,then caged.
More years gone, a new day arose.
I look in front of a mirror.
I saw a pretty young woman,
Reminiscing the day when she worn a gown.
When I checked out the record in their files.
The marriage was void and nulled.
Is it faith that plays a role this time?
Or the world faved to unlock the chain from his hands.


Details | Free verse |

Eternal Breath

With bicycles and a big shoulder sling bag
You were there, at the other side of my fence
Throwing the paper toward me with a smile
Awarded me with a wonder-stricken time lag

I remember, you were ten and I was eight
It was in 1940, our first met
So soon later we allied
And all these times, I always sure that it was truly a fate

I remember, it was on an anesthetize Sunday morning
You put a ring on my finger when I was just seventeen
We started riding our life together in a rollercoaster of emotions 
For years you are my one and only paperboy prince charming

Today, on your grave that is shrouded by Autumn leaves
Knowing that our love surely went on endlessly
I smile and take another breath in the eyes of eternity
A splendor moment, for our memories, far away from griefs




~ Shirley Candy 
Indonesia, 11/05/2013 05.36 AM



Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) |

HELP HER UP

written 2nd Aug 2013



This life is not as it should be
 pick up your wife, can't you see 

You're her husband, stand up!
 give her a reason, to again believe

She means 'everything'....to this family
 shutting the door leaving her totally... Alone

Do you actually know her at all...
 damaging her heart and soul, deep within it's cold

Loneliness consumes her, it's been so long
 it must be asked...do you still love her?

Are you willing to help her to her feet again?
 or shall you sit back and watch, as she see's the end

This is completely left for only you, her husband to declare
 how much does she really mean to you...do you still care?

Will you step up, or let her rot into total depression, you see it...
 Love and care, or death and dispirit

It's all up to you!
 Her loving husband, what will you do.....


Details | Rhyme royal |

In a hotel room

Eons ago, in a hotel room, I came face to face with doom! Danger did loom There in that dark room! A ghoul seated on a broom Appeared in the bedroom And sprinkled some gloom On my soul, so in need of a bloom! Ready to be my bridegroom Our union to be proclaimed in the ballroom He called out to the groom To have a festive lunchroom! When I found strength to be a boom I called out with my heart's zoom And my Lord removed my gloom By dissipating my cursed brume! Eons ago, in a hotel room I begot a boon, and a re-gloom And my soul began to re-groom For at last, I had found my real room!


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