Cinquain Funeral Poems

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Details | Cinquain |
A Mask To Hide The Truth To Hide The Lies To Hide Me

I wear the mask of lies
I wear the mask of hidden truths
Together we create a dangerous reputation of deceit and heartbreak

I am sadness,hate,and fury
I am happiness,joy,and passion
Together we bring about great chaos

I am your deepest fear and regret
I am your greatest achievement and your biggest hope
Together we create the ties that bind us to others in our lives

I am burned and bruised
I am cover in hugs and kisses
Together we create hurt and promise death and unknown future

I was once happy 
I was once dead
I was once alive
I was once sad
I was once here
I was once there
I was once broken
I was once fixed
Today we wear a mask to hide the truth of or past or future and our present.
How I wish to free myself from this curse
Oh how I wish I could free you
But we share a mask one of pain and regret and guilt.
We have killed, we have lied,and we hurt
This is our mask this is our death this is us our mask of truth our mask to lies

Copyright © Marcedies Rhodes | Year Posted 2012

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Our hometown is
We don’t know what to do
Or how to feel about this all

That’s what came next
Real sickness from battle
Everyone was sick of all

Loud noises
That’s all we heard
Constant crashes and cracks
Dying eardrums, unhearable

People are hurt
Nobody left unchanged
The hurt of this has changed all lives

-Megan (May 11th, 2016)

Copyright © Megan Lambrecht | Year Posted 2016

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resting place

family gather around

many bitter sweet memories


Copyright © Eiken Laan | Year Posted 2010

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Many Colors

On Display Openly

Casket Closes Sadly Meaning


Copyright © Christopher Bunton | Year Posted 2011

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shining brightly
down on mourner’s faces
brings tearsdrops under dark glasses
too soon

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012

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A deathbed needs no blankets
no warmth, or soft or kin
for he'll never come back out again, once that he's tucked in

A deathbed has no kindness,
no glows or sweet perfume
for Death steals all of this away and in it's place leaves bitter gloom

A deathbed keeps no safety
no feel of family near
no one need be close, they've already left in tears.

A deathbed holds no comfort
no memories of lifetime past
the clock has stopped, and slowly rusts the rough and settling brass

A deathbed cures no illness
no bedrest helps at all
nothing does cure a death, into final rest he falls

A deathbed yearns for no one
silence is best fit
only the pitter-patting tears, and mournful candles that are lit                                     

a deathbed holds but sadness
just misery my friend
but one day soon, you'll lay down too, and all of it will end.

Copyright © Anna Nomaly | Year Posted 2017