Funeral Death Poems

Eight of the strongest and bravest of warriors were gathered in all
Each chosen for their strength, each the same in weight and in tall

Their task...

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I'm sorry I didn't bring 
roses to your funeral. 

I brought a Christmas 
wreath instead. 

I didn't want to symbolize 
your withering, 

I wanted to...

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I went to drink 
coffee at one of those 
cute little coffee-drinking 
places, and I couldn’t 
help but think of 
you. 

I tried 
not to....

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So plant it on that petrichoric soil in rows 
As you bring at my funeral that pure ruby rose

And so? If I'm unable to perceive...

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Born out of time, 
I felt different from mankind. 
As a child I would fly at night 
and leave the body behind.

Soaring like an eagle
I...

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The price of being black In a white world 
Is the cost some of us can't afford 
A currency we don't own
Not because we don't...

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It was a funeral for myself 
And I still haven't buried her yet
The sky opened up and released its anger 
Rained down in grief and...

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I know a funeral when I walk into one
I can tell between a funeral and a burial
They are two entirely different artworks
One is done on...

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We will not say that she is dead.
We have never said that she is dead. 
We will never say that she is dead. 

We’ll say...

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Get too close and i tend to push away
Come real close and ill be prayin that you stay 
ion fk with these hos
from them i...

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My shadow is no more
Inside my eyes are cold
life has no light
dark trees shape my night
famous fear of immortality
no sight for love
whispers of the voices...

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I am from sitting in the front row church pew I never wanted to be in twice.
The genuine smiles in the photos on the memory...

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I was born and raised in my house, which isn’t home.
At heart, I am from the orange brick house in Westridge Farms
Where I never even...

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When death is spoken
the word clings to the skin
like a heart, once broken
not knowing how or when

when death comes to call
the tears feel like the...

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A silver bird departs, the sky serene,
Yet morning’s promise shatters in a breath;
Ash falls where laughter and bright hopes had been,
A city mourns the sudden...

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