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Wedding Death Poems | Death Poems About Wedding

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

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Details | Iambic Pentameter |

Three Hundred

Three Hundred

The wraiths were ringing dead wrought bells
while closely passed the shady shapes
of woods in dusk, where red indwells
communion made from ghostly grapes.

He ran amidst the winds and passed
across the side where grapevines grew,
it was her presence that amassed
small leaves and droplets of fog's dew.

Inside the winds' lone strings accord,
his Bell full-face, was dropped along
the streamlets and horizon's board,
untamed his scopes, they don't belong.

The Astral Chords! He knew this debt;
the skies demand and kill and draw,
the darkened paths his thought beget,
rose thorny droplets on his brow.

Persephone shall be his wed,
subsiding dew the mist regales,
the stringing roar that reaches red,
his greatest bride resigns his trails.

Shall be the threading of winds' howls,
her plea arises from the shades,
homecoming queen from astral halls,
he harks the northern swashing blades.

Ablution's her enjoining black
"Enfold me in the rising dawn
enfold your sadness in the dark
with magistral the curtains drawn".

Acute of wounds she heals and mends
the asphalt of the mists awaits
pristine her bridal thorns amends
while passing through the Hades gates.

Three hundred reasons drew the drapes,
three hundred strings of diligence;
The winds regaled the bride's agape,
his celebration to commence.

© 10-14-2013, George Venetopoulos
(Iambic Tetrameter - Epic)

Three Hundred = 300 Kilometers per hour. The final speed a super-bike of 1,000cc engine is able to outreach.


Details | Villanelle |

Our Eternal Wedding House

Even death could not cause our love to part,
This promise has always sounded so right,
These words of hope still echo in my heart.

When they found his body, tears did not start,
Through this strong shock, I continued to fight,
Even death could not cause our love to part.

Stole to his fresh grave with a garden cart,
Our wedding vows I began to recite;
These words of hope still echo in my heart.

I dug with fervor, my body did smart,
yet never ceased digging all through the night.
Even death could not cause our love to part.

To our wedding house we arrived, stalwart,
Just as the porch was kissed by morning light;
These words of hope still echo in my heart.

Blue and cold, he remained a work of art, 
From my opened wrists flowed the crimson, bright.
Even death could not cause our love to part,
These words of hope still echo in my heart.


Details | Rhyme |

Sorry For Your Loss

“I’m sorry for your loss,” you say 
As if those words make it okay
Well it’s NOT okay, I’M NOT OKAY
Nothing will ever be the same!
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t drink
All I can do is think think THINK
About how she’s gone and never coming back
But she can’t be gone; she’s my other half!
How could this happen on our wedding day?
She never had a chance to proclaim
“I do!”
A heart attack at 32
32!
Our life together, an unraveled spool
Gone, before it began – 
Why God, did this have to happen – to me, to us?
How could You take someone I LOVE so much?
Tell me WHY, what was the point -
Why her, why NOW? I’m going crazy 
Trying to figure it out!
She was my world, my life, my reason to live
And You took her, YOU TOOK HER
And left me like this –
With a HOLE 
Like the Grand Canyon 
Inside my soul
Why did You take her and leave me alone? 
Why won’t You answer? I deserve to know!
She was my home, my HOME, and You left me 
A L O N E 
You had to know this would rip me to bits - 
Thanks a lot, for the WORST WEDDING GIFT!!!!


6/27/12
for the "If I Had a Broken Heart" Contest


Details | Lyric |

Tea Time

Love in your bones, perfection, divine, a wandering heart pure is thine?
A moment in time, immaculate, sensual, alive, we align.
A mass of vibrating energy combines.
Lost here, safe there, warm dear?
Our love melts crippling fear.
There is no divide. No moon owns this colorful tide.
So now we jump! 
Inside my manic depressive ride.
Will I? can I? Abide? to society now, I have a bride?
Shirtless, shoeless, beard is long, happy am I.
Fear not, even King Kong.
Wife at home, smoking tea and high.
Jesus Christ! I sigh. sigh. sigh..
You pinned my soul, my thoughts and I..... 
Dreamed to die.
My, my, my.
Your cold hard shell.
I loved you then and wished you well.
A living breathing tree did fell.
Is it cold in this, your damp black cell?
Silence.....
Now. 
For this happy fat sow.
Expectations melted, I chose, I allow.
By camp fire I love. I warm, with stars above.
Tea in hand, lying back, to know someday I will love.
I toke on tea, enjoying my smoke. I love it here, so real. 
Remote.
For me, for me, I toast, I joke, this bloke owns nothing.
Sorry. I lied. Frothing. I do own something this lovely green smoke.
You strive for things, material and plastic, a waste of energy, I think, a joke.
Funny you see? means nothing to me, like you I wrote.
Happiness is. So very near, its here, shockingly clear.
Your mind, your head, to freely choose.
Before your old and dead, dead, dead.
















Details | Rhyme |

All White

She's dressed in all white
And for once something feels right

She dreamt of this day
He entire life

The day she would
Become someone's wife

Yet one thing
Is missing from her perfect day

The one thing that proves
It's not perfect in anyway

She doesn't care
If she looks beautiful to anyone

She only wants to ask a 
Certain someone

As she holds a fire helmet
In her hands

She knows no one around
Her understands

She looks down at the the
Helmet and asks what
She wants to know

Daddy does my 
Beauty show?

She waits for an 
Answer but doesn't hear a word

She wonders if
Her daddy heard

She knows this is one
Place her and her daddy are not
Far apart

So she looks deep
Within her heart

She looks and looks
And finally finds the right
Place

Where her and her
Daddy stand face to face

She then asked the question
Daddy does my beauty show?

Sweetheart, do you really
Not know?

Your beauty shows
Every single day

This is something I 
Shouldn't have to say

Your beautiful
Inside and out

So there is nothing
to worry about

If you are scared
To do this without 
Me

I want you to
Know you don't 
Have to be

I'm here in you
Heart

So nothing can tear
Us apart

You are and always
Will be my little
Girl

You will always
Be my world

It doesn't matter
If I'm no where to be
Found

Just know
I'm always around

So on this day
If you are scared
That you are dressed in all white

It's ok 
Daddy's here to
Make things right

I will be beside you
every step of the way

And don't worry
It's here that I 
will stay


Details | Sonnet |

Only The Strong Will Survive

       ONLY THE STRONG WILL SURVIVE
God gives not peace, it's only dreamt by man,
in all the world ,brought from catastrophe,
all things are made, since time was first began
by things upheaved so new life comes to be.

The weak must fail, be eaten by the strong,
and losers die the death along the way,
so new life grows, even if it is wrong,
there is no time the poor will have to play.

The lion who will lay down with the lamb,
will have a feast before the day is done,
and all the world will never give a damn,
nor care about the giants and their fun.

        The hunter takes his aim and fells the dove
          the weak in life are only dreaming of.


Details | Rhyme |

Her Mother's Wedding Ring

She wears her mother’s wedding ring
On a chain around her neck
She wears scars on her torso
Courtesy of glass cuts from the wreck
She wears her pain deep inside
From a loss she can’t forget
She wears her guilt for surviving
Not dying also she regrets

He tries hard to comfort her
But he also feels the loss
He tries to be strong enough
His own grieving is the cost
He tries to help her cope
And move on with her life
He tries to be there for her
But she reminds him too much of his wife

They buried her in the rain
A drunk driver was to blame
They buried her far too young
Their lives never again to be the same
They buried her with broken hearts
Through tears of suffering
They buried her but saved a gift
And now she wears her wedding ring


Details | Free verse |

My Special Day

I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To be there when I wake up,
To hold me in your arms,
To whisper words of advice.

I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To kiss my cheek,
To straighten my veil,
To tell me I’m beautiful.

I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To help me out of the car,
To walk with me down the aisle,
To give me away.

But I know you’ll be there,
In the most important place,
Kept safely in my heart,
And in the hearts of our family,
And I know you’d be so proud,
On my special day.


7 November 2012


Details | Ode |

I want to kill her-please try to stop me

I know she doesn't like me at all
I can see it
I can feel it

I know she wants me to fall
To fail in life
To have all the strife

She's been telling wicked things about me
She treats me like something she can't see
She is but a witch
born to give dark colors to the fairytale of my life

She doesn't talk to me
And if she would, it would be in most brutal way
I don't want to look like an enemy
But she's been making me hate her more

I tried my best to make friends with her,
But she closes her door..
I tried to reach and understand
But she wont give me a single chance

Can you please give me an advice on what to do?
I don't want to sin against Heaven, but she's turning me into a devil one.
My anger wont subside, it lasts forever.

And if she remains her stupid attitude
I could get a dagger and stab her up..To kill her is easy
But i won't do that
I may be in the state of hatred but i still have a conscience.

Please reply to this ode for this is a real life situation.
There really is someone i hate so much and her name is Fia

I need your advice. Thanx


Details | Limerick |

Roman Wedlock

A baby, pious, was born by aide
He named it Gaias, and felt like a jade
While he cried,
Cause mommy died.
His wife hired yet another maid. 


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