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Death Alliteration Poems | Alliteration Poems About Death

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

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Kartoon Knuckles

Draped and locked like a curtain in Guantanamo
I use my words to peel scalps like Geronimo
Just like a teen girl my mouth has a heavy flow
If arousal luminesces then I'll make you glow

They're calling me a villain cuz I steal girls like Bowser
Wowzer, think I just filled my trousers
Though unlike the lizard I don't lose them to Italians
Cuz after one night girls confuse me for a stallion

Heart of obsidian inlaid with gold
A tongue of adamantium that stays so cold
My life is a story that's never been told
And I'm hoping that the credits roll before I get old


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Another Tomorrow

                       Why me God? 
                          Why must you call me home now?
                          This is not fair.
                          This can’t be right.
                          I want more life.
                       Why can’t I have another tomorrow?


                       Why me God?
                          I have endured what was dealt to me.
                          I have suffered.
                          I have felt loss and sorrow.
                          I am no stranger to pain.
                       Why can’t I have another tomorrow?

                        
                       Why me God?
                          I know I am no Saint.
                          I know I am not perfect.
                          I did the best I could.
                          I always tried to do the right thing.
                       Why can’t I have another tomorrow?


                        Why me God?
                            My time here was way to brief.
                            Why can’t I stay a little longer?
                            My family still needs me.
                            Why do you summon me now?
                         Why can’t I have another tomorrow?


                         Why me God?
                             Why can’t I have another tomorrow?
                              No more pain to endure
                              Unconditional love
                              Absolute freedom
                          Oh God! …Now I see the light.


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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.


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War has come , War has come

War has come , war has come,
My home once a gem of beauty , to fires and rage it succumbed,
Powerless i watched , the desolation of man
How evil overwhelms and greed robs one of all sense
Day by Day loved ones fell,
Till our lives became nothing short of hell,
I prayed in silence fearing my inevitable doom,
For the grim reaper lays in wait ,
Thus i have resigned to my fate..

The morning sun arrived,
With the heavens granting me another day,
The screams have gone silent , with no presence of tyranny,
I run through the village searching for a sign of hope,
Till my legs grew weary and my vision grew dim,
I muster what strength i have,
Refusing to become a victim of fate,
Footsteps i hear , approaching fast,
Men with weapons with black souls drenched in hate,
As i look into the eyes of my executioner ,
with the certainty of death,
memories of my life flash , as i take my last breath,
War has come , War has come


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Up Up- Far Away

Faces; one now two,
Fluttering eyes,
Unknown to known,
Some turn away; shys'.

Shy away from flight,
One open now two,
Black view then white,
Mind takes off; flew.

Up Up- Far away,
Shaken to death; damn,
Your head down to lay,
Like a precious lamb.

So Real; Once Knew,
But no known sense,
An emotion unknown;new,
Friction feeling dense.

Glance then gone,
Gone then back,
A prayer to be,
One touch to lack.

The pieces rise;grew,
To save a soul,
Parts out one by two,
Push over now roll.

And Dont Give Up Till ITS YOUR TURN to go.


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Our Very Own Lies

I can see the truth clearly now, and the truth is we live in a world where almost everything is shaded to a lie. (We act as if we are someone else and just can’t be what we want to be.)
 Truth remains strong that our very own fables cover our very own two eyes. (We only choose to see what we want to see.)
 Only fibs and tall tales are left on the local store corner….for they the only things left on the shelf that we can buy. (Many Profound Truths remain imprisoned while too many lies are out there living free.)
 I look at the ground because I can’t look at the sky; I laugh more with death rather than crying with life. (Shakespeare once said “To be or not to be” but I say F%$k trying “To be” because I’d rather “Just BE”.)
 Living amongst a world of shaded illusions upon the mind eye, upon which we have many wrongs more than our rights, yeah I know we all want peace but yet we still choose to fight. (We long for death but fear it; we want to go away but don’t know what will happen when we leave our loved ones with certain grief stolen away in the night by death like a thief.)
 So why is it so many of us continue to stare at our everyday truths as if we are blind, as if we cannot see our own struggle through our very own lies……..


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That Passenger

Like the best part of a dubstep song
I feel the slip slip and drop then it's gone
Like when we got it on with a double magnum on my dong
But that was a virgin page
And with that tight cage unlocked the rat was free to rage
And you know theres no way to gauge magnitude of the ensuing sexplosion

But at the epicenter of all the mental corrosion
Is that hooded figure, that master of commotion
And as the gas ball sets across the ocean he rises
From cracks and gashes, from shadows and ashes
No target in mind
No friends or enemies
Just hell bent on injecting the entropy
And it is just painfully oh-so-clear to see the swiftness and efficiency at which he commits atrocities
Over the screams and pleas the question hangs;
What can sooth this beast? 


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death

chills spike through my body - hands achy - body numb i reach for it its shiny slick and heavy i put it to my arm and pull towards me quickly red water comes from between the line in my arm i had just made the red comes more and more till it drips down my arm to my hand and off my finger tips i lay back and let the hot tears run down my face this is me


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The incurable decay that is called 'Life'

What is this incurable decay that is called life
What gives us the right to opinions ?
We knew nothing when we were born;
We'll know less just before we fall to our death


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Fine Line

An eye for an eye,
Don’t anticipate,
Visions pass by,
Mark it as fate,
Underneath power,
Death can resist,
Within the next hour,
The makers assist,
Fine line read,
Scars tinted,
Crumbled like bread,
The particles hinted,
One day in,
More to come,
Kicked in the shin,
Up again; until it’s done,
Working for those,
Feeling weak,
Exotic flows,
Informing by leak,
Wordplay prescription,
Double box fled,
Mirror as reflection,
Pushing forward; ahead.


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