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ABC Death Poems | ABC Poems About Death

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when i am gone

BEFORE I AM GONE

The breeze at dawn,
Whispering  secrets to birds, chirping  melodious lullabies,
Waking up to the touch of the first gleam of morning rays
Softly teasing my eyes..
Just the glance of a reflection
Of a living god
Walking along the corridor…
Making my heart racing..
The most amazing soul ever..
Wolverine  ears..ebony eyes..emerald green shirt..
With the stethoscope around the collar..
Why do I feel  like I have known you eternally
Those eyes full of kindness..
That beautiful smile,
Always illuminating a gloomy day..
those lips murmering words of humanity..
making my thoughts cherished,
After the darkness of a very long night
Missing you with bits and pieces of my heart
A new sun has rised,with a ray of new hope for the life..
Just like the Night dew clings to soil 
Making the plants glisten..
brightening my days,left, thinking of you..
You are the aroma of me being alive..
When my life was lamenting
For some more hard breathes
You were the one who made me encouraged,
To love the life,,
Because not everyone under the sun gets a second chance to live..
Walking towards me..
Uttering the most soothing words ever..
Making my heart beats faster and faster..
Looking into my pale brown eyes..
No,please..don't..
Im almost melting..
Praise the lord for not letting me stand by my own..
If not,I Would have melted on my knees..
Believe me,
Im under your charms..
Knowing that I don’t have enough breathes to love you..
Your warmth,now in my blood,
Just like
The 'Chemo' scorched veins, showing
That im still breathing,without a life..
 
Hoping, that Time would reveal, what lies ahead..
Even though,it is the bitter truth..
looking for a time machine,
capable of pausing the minutes.,
brickwall myself from the last breathe
Crying in my shadows..
that,
Forever is not a very long time for me..
Crying each day knowing that the days are getting shorter..
Doctor,I swear
When its time for me to leave..
Ill still believe..that,
This is an eternal one sided love which shall not die…
Till the sun grows cold..
Till the moon gets warm..
And the stars grow old…
 

Copyright © yashodara embogama | Year Posted 2014



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A Glimpse In A Life

A Glimpse In A Life
By James Hackett Jr


Grasping Sand
The harder i try to reach you, the gap seems to expand.
Its like grasping at sand the harder I squeeze the more slips through.
I do not know if its the difference in times journey that made me a different man.
Or the course of your life that wants to push me to another plan.
I know loves there but it feels like there has never been a visible stance.
I wish I could know what you know just a quick glance.
A memory of us that makes you smile but thats for you.
Just know I have plenty and its the reason I can still stand.
That is why I will never ask to you change because I know I am just grasping at sand.

The Demons I Hide
We all have demons, 
We all have lied,
Its those of us that hide for pride or shame,
That push on others when we are to blame.
I am that man it be wrong to say,
to cast a stone any other way.
Still the question remains,
with out these demons called pain,
Could you appreciate the cool breeze before a midnight rain?
Would love feel so sweet if never burned by its flame?
Don't hide from your demons embrace them.
Walk through the dark and do not faulter.
Pray if you need but know the light of forgiveness is your alter.

Your Eyes
The first time we met we were kids faulty and arragant.
Maybe me more than you cause I never knew love.
That kind of love that hits deep and fast like meteor when something crosses its path.
It wasn't your beauty 
It wasnt your smile
I got lost in your eyes
Like an emerald maze of denile
I knew then what I wanted but felt in my heart I was not your aisle.
So we grew up and grew apart but never forgot my desire 
to look into to those green eyes of fire
and tell you I love you and it will never extinguish or expire.

A Walk With Death
I never thought so early so young.
I would sit across from you and talk about the things I had done.
I didnt fear you but felt your icey embrace as you took color from my face.
I figured we would just leave and that would be the end of my race.
My dreams my amitions gone without a trace.
Instead you warned me of those who had arranged are date.
Then took me on a stroll through time and through space.
I saw those I left behind and the things they would never hear me say.
Abruptly you asked me is this really how you want to leave in place.
Then I shook my head no embarressed and ashamed you smiled and laughed.
Then you understand, know this was never your path.
We all fall and lose are way, some hit harder than others                                                                     
you took it to the lowest summit on the lowest plain
As I wondered if this was the true Death's face.
He said remember this moment and learn to walk away.
A moment of warmth and light in my eyes to look up and see my mother.
I finally Understand why.

Music Is Life
To me music is life.
It binds and shares it connects in ways not seen by any eyes
Its an expression of the soul 
Or an escape to a world where you find peace and control
It heals wounds and grants courage
motivates in face of determint
Music is the wind that calms the body
The pill that relaxes the mind 
It needs no words nor reason to bind
masses of people who would never lend a hand or a dime
come together to celebrate our greatest acheivement
the ability for all creeds to stand together fell it and believe it.

Family
Family isnt bound by blood 
Family is bound by love
Its not shared through drugs
created through kisses and hugs
Family is the ability to love
To stand by a brother
when the things get rough
or lend a shoulder 
when the world is to tough
Family never asks
Because Family already knows
Family will always be there 
when those who claim to to stand toe
leave at the first moment the they think they know
a better oppertunity to find a better tree for their ivy to grow

The Mirror
Looking in the mirror I see the story of my life
The times when I was young fighting for my bike
My first kiss 
My first miss
The first time I thought I was going some where great
And the first time I fought to pick myself up after i failed
Times when I couldnt bear it and wanted it to break
Then found the strength to put it back together                                                                                       
After forgiving the shatered pieces of my long going mistakes
Now the mirror is a reminder of of where Ive been but also where im going
once it was a boy looking back laughing and gloating
now its a man who has traveled along road back to it to see where he is going.

Worst Enemie
I am my worst enemie like most im not special.
The struggle is a daily battle between me and him.
But where some look at it as a burden I look to it as a strength.
He is my rival he helps me grow.
Not all battles are one but prgress still shows.
It took time I wasnt always in control.
I have the scars to prove as a reminder to never forget what I know.
Im caring
He is selfesh
Im sharing
He is relentless
He has strengths that I dont have but he doesnt have restraint.
I have strengths he doesnt have but lack the curage to mantain.
We are one and through time are battles have taught us to trust in in each other.
There has always been struggle in out hearts but that is because in my opinion we fight who we are to be who we want people to see and this is what causes us interturmoil.
Dont lose yourself to the world but lose the battle inside.
We only lose when we stop fighting and I will never stop.

Copyright © James Hackett Jr | Year Posted 2016

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Knowing remake

Death by morning death by night 
All I know is I die tonight 
death is here death is there 
Death follows me everywhere 
Death is here death is now 
I already know that someone will drown 
I know that it might sound bad 
I know how I die and I'm kinda glad 
I know its comming I know its soon 
I know that it might be you
Knowing the truth and what I see 
weather its you or weather its me 
I guess we'll just have to see
In the morning if I awake 
Than I know it was a mistake
I know it is bad but I'm glad
It was you and not me 
The rest is fate can't you see
You might know in your heart
Of your death how it starts
But when it happens its not up to me
Its all fate can't you see 
knowing this and knowing that 
I am just stating fact. 




                    

Copyright © Kaley Carroll | Year Posted 2011

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Eternally Bound

I finally see my scars disappear
I can safely say I found a cure
We enjoyed the warmth of the sun
And felt the joy of fun
We’re together again as promised
And more in love than when we first kissed
That was when I saw the clouds start to cover the sun
I grabbed your hand and started to run
I looked back at your beauty and grace
And see the flesh melt from your face
I feel the scars start to reappear and bleed
Sheets of rain blanket us and the wind picks up speed
The ground bursts into flames with demons appearing out of thin air
I close my eyes, holding on to the skeleton hand and say a prayer.

Copyright © Djinn Ortiz | Year Posted 2016

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Tell me it isn't true

Tell me it isn't true
That he didn't hurt you too
Tell me that your not crying
Please tell me your lying
Why I ask you
Why I say
Why should this happen today
Onlt 13 years
Now we shead 13 tears 
13 forever
Will my soul recover
My days and nights gets longer
Wondering if my days will get shorter
Feeling my heart getting heavy
The wish to hear his voice is driving me crazy
In loving memory Christopher Monte' Rivera

Copyright © Alesha Roche' | Year Posted 2007

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Hell's Kitchen

You want to romance me 
Love me deeply 
But down below 
You rule you crawl 
From the bosom of hell
You infinite powers over me 
Keep me clawed to you 
Depth a space for me 
I beg I plead 
Empty words 
No sound no verb 
Fists clenched 
Jaws ripped 
Bloody lipped 
Take a soothing sip 
Symphony winds of ecstasy 
Bow down on my knees 
Beg and plead
Scream no not me 
He opens his jaws and squeezes my heart 
Blacken thee
Says your free 
Eyes drip with infinity 
The realm is my home for me to bleed 
He's what I need 
Moaning and groaning
He's unsatisfied 
Takes my spirit ties me   
Taking deaths knife and slashes my being
Born again in hells ashes 
Infinitively taking lashes 
I'm in Hell's Kitchen now

Copyright © Reny Jameel | Year Posted 2016

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OF A VIRGIN GOD

Partly clad
full moon
was taking a bath on hills.
Trees were waiting
for the curtains to rise.

Scented stars would make
giant scars on the clouds,
I would make peace with the sky.
Lids of human greed were laden
with golden dust, I was hoisting the skull.

Of a virgin god who did not
want to live for the blotched up creation.
The decline was obvious. Truth 
had refused to climb
on the sky-blue, salted peaks of springs.

Body had arrived,
mourners quietly wailing.
Gouged eyes could not decipher
the script on the halved pyramid.
Sun was sucking the clay.


 
SATISH VERMA

Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2008

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Loved at Points

I feel loved at points in my life
Sometimes I don't at all
I can be pushed around and yelled at daily
In the end, I always fall
I have never understood love
Or what it really meant
All I know is that love hurts
And that, I can't repent
I listen to my orders
I stand up straight and tall
Wishing someone would hear me
Knowing that I'm crying in the hall
Some days I just brush it off
Letting it all go
Being who I would like to be
But hiding in it all
I'm alone in my mind
But I know inside
I'm dying before your eyes

Copyright © Katelyn Parks | Year Posted 2014

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How do I say good bye

How do I say good bye 
How do I say good bye do I just sit down and cry or do I ask God why? 
Or do I just say good bye and remember all the good times we had?
How do I say good bye to the Love that we shared with each other 
Why do I have to cry when I say goodbye 
May you Rest in peace

Copyright © Jessie Smith | Year Posted 2016

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Subconsciousness

 Big black room,
 No physical presence around,
 Only shivering cold in the air.
 The scent of fear and anger,
 The lingering feeling of loss,
 Feeling of abandonment and despair,
 The madness floating around.
 Love, there is love in a small corner,
 Devotion pushed against the wall.
 The naive little giggle of the child,
 It can be heard if you listen closely.
 Sweet, sickeningly sweet stench of pleasure,
 Of guilty addictive pleasure lingers,
 Engulfing everything, 
 Its fumes poisoning the air.
 The mortal soul lives in here,
 With all of this it lives.
 It still breathes it all, 
 melts in it.
 Waiting for the end,
 Hoping it will come soon, 
 the eternal rest,
 Till the end will come, will end it all

Copyright © Rytis Gervickas | Year Posted 2015

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Prophecy's Peril

Armageddon approaches as
Bombastic
Charismatic characters'
Daring-do
Enlarges evil's
Fissure
Grown too
Huge horror of
Islamic
Jewish and Christian
Knockout
Linking
Menacing multiple
Nukes
Onto an ancient
Prophecy as
Quieter heads
Reasonably
Seeking solutions are
Turned 
Upon by
Vituperate voices
Wailing war who wait
Xpectantly for
Young
Zealots to enflame the world.

Copyright © Sue Mason | Year Posted 2007

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Self Mutilation

I'm gonna draw a picture
A picture with a twist
I'll draw it with a razor blade
I'll draw it on my wrist

As I draw this picture
A fountain will appear
And as that fountain flows
My troubles disappear

Copyright © Tyffani Paceley | Year Posted 2007

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Unconditional

For so many years you been there for me
A souls connection which allowed me to just be
You understood me from beginning to end
You were one in a life time, my best friend 

We have shared so many moments together during your earthly life
The pain of loss is cutting like a sharp knife 

I find myself sometimes staring at where you would be
Waiting to share your unconditional love with me
Your great presence somewhere around playing hide-and-seek 
A comforting spirit allowing me to peak 

I miss your gentle soul in my presence
You helped me keep 'sane' in times I felt resistance 
I knew i had borrowed time with you
I tried to embrace every second of my life with you too

I'm left now with only memories of us
Feels like my soul's on a hop-on-hop-off bus
In search of you to fill the emptiness you left in my heart
We were soulmates from the start

When the sky becomes dark 
and star so bright
I think of you knowing I'm in your sight
With your support, understanding and unconditional love shining as the star's light
I'll forever hold you close to my heart, 
Squeezing you tight.  

With Valentines Day tomorrow we are celebrating love
 light a candle and set our love free like a white dove
Celebrating what we had fitting like a perfect glove
Forever soulmates with unconditional love 

Copyright © Michelle Cotter | Year Posted 2017

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How do I say good bye

How do I say good bye 
How do I say good bye do I just sit down and cry or do I ask God why? 
Or do I just say good bye and remember all the good times we had?
How do I say good bye to the Love that we shared with each other 
Why do I have to cry when I say goodbye 
May you Rest in peace

Copyright © Jessie Smith | Year Posted 2016

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There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door like an old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

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Silence

Silence captured words in your cold eyes,
And passion snuggled to last feeble ties,
And optimism clung to a heart about to die,
O, patience allow me time for a loyal lie.
O, my sweet soul; look at me once more,
Look at me tenderly in peace as before,

Then lie where thou once walked following the turtle to the plain,
While I was watching you waving in the warm rain,
The meadow loved the way you followed the tortoise to the field,
And I loved thy roaming about when it disappeared,
While thou laughed ,and chuckled the green reed,
Then you withdrew your hands and head into thy shell coat,
And lively danced in the pasture of wild oat.

O, my love, the canon was quieted for unpredictable reason,
And the rifles breathed a last fatal treason,
Which bloomed with red flowers on thy warm chest,
See, in the place, thy spring's beauty shone upon the rest;
Me, the anemones, the damp rocks and the merciful death,
And seized my soul and obliterated our life's myth. 

Copyright © jamal Abboud | Year Posted 2013

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Sister Please Forgive Me

We were both so young full of spirit and fun
She's the Indian I'm the Cowgirl as we move along the ground just fooling around
Running through the house attacking each other with laughter and joy trying to be coy

We see the rifle with no knowledge of great threat
Just giving us a peak with nothing to regret
My sister grabs it first and play shoots me but I'm quick and hold a might sway
I'm a strong cowgirl aiming to attack
I snatch the rifle from the Indian as she starts to retract
                  I AIM-- I SHOOT--
                        BANG!

My breathing has stopped but I'm not aware
My ears are ringing 
Do I run and hide do I start screaming?
For death I do not know and everything is now so slow
Is she just sleeping or can I hear her weeping?

Mama where are you? You were just ten steps below but you do not show

My sister must be sleeping a blanket will help her weeping
Gently I cover her but she doesn't seem to know
Her long brown hair now has an odd red glow

I'm only a child but my mind is going wild
My tears of fear blind me as I fall to the ground

Many days have passed me as I have grow old
but I can still remember her grave with the Angel stone.

T Reams             10th Place     for my Sister Amber I Miss You

Copyright © TAMMY REAMS | Year Posted 2015

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Just A Second In Time

As I lay my hand on my womb
I realize you will be here soon!
My pains come on quick and I could feel your patience 
wearing thin..
Like a butterfly coming out of a cacoon 
my dear you arrived very soon!
You looked up at me with your beautiful big blue eyes
and I could feel the rays of love beaming from your eyes!
You were my pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow..
The first day I seen you walk my heart beamed with pride..
The first time you talked I cried tears of joy!
When you graduated from kindergarten I realized that day
you could be anything you wanted to be!
As time has passed each and every achievement you have ever achieved 
has been my pot of gold..
My little angel sent from above..
Now as I lay you down below the ground...
My tears fall and I wonder how this could be?
This was not suppose to happen to me...
As I lay my hands on my womb
I think back to the moment you arrived with those big baby blue eyes..
Just a second in time you were here
But the lord says have no fear
An angel i let you borrow and a angel in time, my dear child she was always mine...


Copyright © amber gil | Year Posted 2011

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Sleep Is The Cousin Of Death

I stay up through the nights
Will I get to eat tonight
Will I see the day I turn 21
One-Day will I feel the pain of a gun
Will I die young

Am I asking to many questions
Does everything happen for a reason
Is everything I go through one of Gods lessons
Will I go to Heaven

I stay up through the nights
Will I reach new heights
Lord tell me everything will be alright
Now I think I want to be in love with the lights
I just don’t want to fall to a Price
Lord tell me everything will be alright

I stay up through the night
My eyes are getting heavy
Am I ready to sleep
Because Sleep Could be Deadly

Copyright © Malcolm Brooks | Year Posted 2013

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BURIAL AT SEA

BURIAL AT SEA

A poem by Jina Mahalatinia

I witnessed Mama's body
As Angels worked her flesh
Preparing her for death.
And when her flesh was pieces
She was scared of being eaten
(Remembering Viking spears
That killed, not ate, those fish)
So I cried to soothe her fears.

Copyright © Jina LaMear | Year Posted 2012

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Life is getting rough

  Life is getting Rough
Now in life looking forward to another day
Is like being dead another way
Life is getting rough
Life is getting tough
They say we better off alive
But we better off to die

Cost of living is rising
Yet salaries declining
Children Starving
Poverty increasing 
Parents striving
Life decreasing

What are we looking for in life
I think it's too late to think twice
Because today I am alive
Tomorrow I DIE
So everyday live life with no expectancy
Because tomorrow , we can't depend on 

Thank you.

Copyright © Kaywana Ollivierre | Year Posted 2012

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Suicide Tendencies

The world spins as I stand still
Trees grow as I Shrink
Looking in a mirror is like a big Black Hole
With nothing but disastrous toils
My heart is Shattered in tiny, tiny Microscopic pieces
I no longer have a soul
My Hopes and Dreams have all disappeared
My thoughts are lost within a razor blade
Jumping off the San Francisco Bridge or Eiffel Tower has always been a desire
Hanging myself is a priority but living life to the fullest is my biggest enemy
I plan what i want to be carved on my tombstone" REST IN PEACE YOUR NOW FREE FROM THIS DISASTROUS PALACE"My heart is a Dark Paradise
My razor  as become my Paintbrush and my skin the Canvas
I have discovered that cutting is my bliss
Sitting on the floor, crying for more as my body screams in pain
Trying to move but my hands are stuck
Trying to get up but i'm restrained
My masterpiece is disturbing yet creative
People think they are just scars but they are a history book based on my life
My art work is all over my body
Watching blood flows feel great
As I laugh in the face of death
I may have a smile on my face but I also have cuts on my wrist
My soul grows cold like a tombstone
Don't ask me to unmask my demons 
As my Demons have already won.





Copyright © Shaneka Adams | Year Posted 2015

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Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, While Words Will Always Hurt Me

Nothing is turning out like I wanted it to.
Everything is now black and blue.
Wrist cut up with a sharp blade.
Blood rushing out like it's being made.
Thoughts of death running through my mind.
Nothing is clear to me, I am blind.
What's going on?
Scissors are suddenly being drawn.
My end is near.
I can see it start to appear.
What you thought were funny jokes.
Made me want to choke.
Prank calls, blocked messages, statuses all calling me names.
You all have caused me so much pain.
Whore, slut, *****, cow, fat, ugly reappearing in my head.
I don't know what to do anymore but lay in my bed.
Who am I supposed to turn to?
I have no one but you.
I dream at nights about not being here anymore.
I don't think I'm a whore.
I have a plan now.
Explain it to me now.
I've got a gun.
It's all been done.
I'm leaving now.
Goodbye everyone, Goodbye forever.

Copyright © Breanna Curry | Year Posted 2013

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Rythem in Life

Is it the rhythm in life
That we have issues and strife
The rhythm in life is a beat
A beat that puts you heart out in the street
The street is where it all goes down
It goes down to make you frown  
Some people laugh and play 
Other people sit and stay  
We all want to wear it 
And even compare it 
In my room sometime strain at the wall 
In my mind hear my conscience call
In life alone 
We don’t pick up the phone
And we lose the milestone 
The trust of the fact that 
We are not all that!

Copyright © Liza Salmon | Year Posted 2013

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Time Heals All Wounds





In time all wounds heal
It's what you make of it and how you express what is real,

Healing is a process that varies with time
Depending on the situation you may heal on a dime,

But, if you loose a loved one in a sudden death
We must have patience cause only God knows what is best,

And even then time seems to stop
We have to try to move on even through the rain drops,

Life will go on without a doubt
We will never really understand what life is all about,

Just remember time does heal all cuts
Especially the ones that hurt us deep in to our guts,

Have faith in God and you will see
That this is the world he created for you and me.

Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015

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My Dear Mother

                    There is no other like my dear mother. 

    She was there when I laughed or cried. And she was there when my
infant son had died.

    She was there if I was happy or sad. And still loved me whether I
was good or bad.

    Now that she's gone, she has left her middle name for me to carry
on.

    To me, it's just a simple reminder, that there is no other like my dear
mother.

Copyright © Anissa Turner | Year Posted 2015

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My Life, My Choice

    As I sit here all alone, nothing on t.v. and nobody on
the phone. 

    As crazy as it may sound, my heartbeat is the only
noise around.

    While living here in town, I should just enjoy the 
peace. I often hear in the distance, the sirens of police.

    One man down, the other takes flight. This is the ruins
of another senseless fight.

    A child loses a father, a mother loses a son, all to a
coward who chose to use a gun.

    A void in their hearts no one can fill. Only in time, their
pain will heal.

   As this coward sits to unwind, he's haunted by his past. It's
fresh in his mind.

    As he ponders on the choice he has made, this is one 
memory that will never fade.

    All he could think of was his family and what he's done. His
child loses a father, his mother loses a son...All behind his
choice to use a gun

Copyright © Anissa Turner | Year Posted 2015

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WAR IS THE GREATEST PLAGUE OF MAN

WAR IS THE GREATEST PLAGUE OF MAN


As war is fought it takes charge 
And events spin out of control.
The madness of men can alter the soil 
Which nourishes the roots of their soul.

Many things will forever change 
Far more then wished to be.
As the wrath of war starts to destroy 
Those things we fight to keep free.

War is the greatest plague of man, 
Religion, state and sanity.
Any scourge is more preferred 
Than the one which disables humanity.

When war breaks out, boundaries change 
And all who die are a token
Of the rage that must run it's course 
Before words of peace are spoken.

War I hate, though not men, flags nor race 
But war itself with its ugly face.
When we lose faith in the brave, which die 
Then we're not fit to greet those who cry.

What distinguishes war isn't death 
But that man is slain by fellow man. 
Crushed by cruelty and injustice 
With his enemy's murderous hand.

War tends to punish the punishers
So the losers won't suffer alone.
The essence of war is but violence
Till the survivors come marching home.

Sometimes it's hard to defend what's right, 
Sometimes we're forced to rise up and fight. 
Sometimes we survive, while others must die 
Sometimes never knowing the reason why.

The rush of combat is a natural buzz 
Caused by fear, leaving nothing as it was.
Hunting one another like wild game 
Without a shortage of those to blame.

Sometimes victory comes too slow or quick 
Sometimes the cost on both sides is sick.
Sometimes God is asked to intervene 
To help stop the savage from being so mean.

War is a hell we visit before death 
Fueled by the whisper of the devil's breath. 
There must be a reason man destroys man
But why it is so, I can't understand.


By Tom Zart






 

Copyright © Tom Zart | Year Posted 2008

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Phone call to heaven

A phone call to Heaven.
Ring, ring, Hello God, I'd like to talk to my mother  please."
             Why? Who is she?
Well, God, She is the one who gave me birth.
Who raised me when I was little.She is the one who had all the answers when I 
needed them.
She is the guy who stayed by my side when I was sick.
Well, God, she is the one that cried when I went to school the very first day.
She was here to pull those off that fought with me.
She was the for the high school years.
To see us walks the halls with our former love.
Also, God, she came to see us marry the love of our lives.
She liked to see the first and all her grandchildren to be born.
                 AS proud as she could be!
   She was still there when we needed her.
So God, wonders if you know who she is 
I know I do! And what you try to me to tell her?
                  Well God.
I ask you to thank her for being our mother.
And though she is not here. We all love and miss persons her.
Say to her that things are fine and not to worry.
That she did a great job. And to face all of us.
             Can you do that?
Why sure I Can For You. She Is Great To Me 
         Click , Buzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

Copyright © Harold Hunt sr | Year Posted 2014

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Afghan Glory

A poem by John Nesbitt © 22.11.2013 

I was eighteen years old and wanting to fight 
 I found what I looked for, in bars late at night 
 I took on the big guys, the small ones as well 
 They were all tough, as far as I could tell 
 -
 As a jobless young man, proud of my country 
 I joined up with the army and trained how not to be 
 They told me I’d fight to keep us all free 
 So that we’d never have to bend the knee 
 They trained me in weapons, unarmed combat too 
 The use of explosives and what they could do 
 And how to take cover behind rocks and trees 
 They taught me to find bombs and those I E D’s 
 -
 So step up to the plate boys, start waving the flag 
 We’ll be all draped with medals when it’s all in the bag 
 Think of the glory, this conflict will bring 
 A few months away, then we can all sing 
 -
 On my very first mission, I was told to unwind 
 I took lead position, when searching for mines 
 The blast threw me up twenty feet in the air 
 I couldn’t feel my feet for they were no longer there 
 My right arm was shattered my left fingers gone 
 I once had two ears but now only one 
 I thought I was dying, I couldn’t hear a thing 
 I wasn’t thinking of the medals or being dressed up with bling 
 -
 Now all I can do is sit here on the floor 
 and wonder what it all had been for 
 my comrades call around from time to time 
 I can see their discomfort when they’re thinking of mine 
 They wouldn’t trade places, no matter what for 
 They each have their memories, of that terrible war 
 My fighting days over, no more blood and guts 
 So I’ll settle right down in my terrible rut 
 -
 I stepped up to the plate boys and I waved the flag 
 But I’m not draped in medals and it’s not in the bag 
 I thought of the glory the conflict would bring 
 No legs, no fingers and in no mood to sing 
 - 
 Things soon will be over in Afghanistan 
 Talks are on-going with the Taliban 
 We struggled against them for thirteen hard years 
 But all we produced was billions of tears 
 Fathers lost sons and Mothers lost child 
 business got rich, there were deals on the side 
 Where’s the next country they’ll start a new war 

 Persia? 
 Korea? 
 Let’s hope….. it’s…. not ….yours

Copyright © John Nesbitt | Year Posted 2014