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Grook Death Poems | Grook Poems About Death

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

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Details | Grook |

Painted Signs

They shoot at us with rubber bullets
cause they don't like the words painted on our signs,
"Stop Detonating Love Bombs
In the Middle East!".
But I suppose that will be all that's left
when everyone dies for this
enigmatic War for Peace.

Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2013


Details | Limerick |

Grook - Comfort to Death

Complacency, leisure and ease,
Sloth is a creeping disease.
To take your first breath,
Put comfort to death,
Only then, the day you may seize!

Copyright © Luke Irwin | Year Posted 2016

Details | Grook |

A Knight's Parody

A magic knight coursing on in brilliance

On lean hack in clanging, cleaving aegis,

Crunching incantation-dark, blunt, and grunt.

So light illumines his cold, whiskered phiz

And it predates the warrior in night hunt.

Chase is stashed by shade then stir lulls to prance

When periphery is gorged by a mist.

Pitches of bolts burst ahead ere he cries.

His corpus recoils from cuffs in the breasts;

Wide-flat nose lights down to the ground; he dies.

Copyright © eufemio basada | Year Posted 2007


Details | Grook |

Grook Poetry Pulse

Moon wax drips words as light inspires
Shall we seal the wax with our soul before we expire?
We are all half-human, half-death
Shall we generate a genesis of a poetry pulse empire? 

February 12th 2016

Copyright © Chantelle Anne Cooke | Year Posted 2016

Details | Grook |

SPIRITUALISM

The notion of life after death is ludricous...
they are dead,
and can't communicate;
whoever believes they can is superstitious.

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2010

Details | Grook |

No Place For a Hero

Punctured and bruised
soiled and used
a soldier laying dead
Fallen and scorned
with no medals adorned
decorated with wounds instead

A flag left burning
apathetic heads turning
no eye wishes to see
an unmarked grave
with no country to save
this is what happened to me

Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2007

Details | Grook |

Eventually

Post scriptum                                                                                                                                                             Written upon a lawyer's grave                                                                                                                                                      Oh! Now they tell me I must pay

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2016

Details | Grook |

Evilution

Nothing came out of the tree                                                                                                                                                 but a liar, death and disease

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2017