And Then You Die Poems - Poems about And Then You Die

Diving deep in the pond of the sub-consciousness I die every night, you die every night too This is our way of rejuvenating the body This may sound crazy, eerily or even spooky, However, this is absolutely or definitely true Our body makes a special trip to correct the mess Which takes place from a certain time to the other We die...

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We die a little bit Each day and each night As we live every minute Gleeful or glum under the light. We die in our sleep And rise again if we’re lucky And blessed. This is deep Few people are truly canny or savvy. Believe not in all the glitters When it’s time to go or to depart Gravity behaves like deadly creatures. We die every...

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Don't tell me I will die For I know I will die Why tell the bird it will fly? Why tell the neonate it will cry? Nature designed these things to be And I need no third eye to see And know that they’re meant to be But you stretch your staff to the sky And tell me that my people will cry Because...

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If I turn into ashes.... Would you try to find? When I fall asleep forever Or will I leave this world forever Would you still try to find me? In what? Would you try to find me even if my body turns into ashes and disappears into the air..... Or in the stars cuz i was always told when people die become...

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The Spirit of kindness,hope,love,concern,empathy,wisdom,perservence,,and many more of the same kind helps us to live for eternity in "Heaven or in Hell"! These are "The Real Spirits" that we really have access to: and along with that given fact there are "Spirits That Have Access To Us All"; They are; "The Spirit of hatred,anxiety,jealousely,envy,and many...

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If I should die quite suddenly Don't grieve, my dear. Don't cry for me I've waited, oh, so fervently From bonds of life to be set free This world is not how it should be Today the Lord has heard my plea Don't mourn for me I've been set free Don't stand too long around my grave For death is friend and not a...

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One day we live, love, and die, in a labyrinth of illusions and lies, Each waits, without time to choose among the shadows that creep in, Truth wanders like a lost echo through the crumpled pages of the world, Despair feeds on deep silences, like a bottomless well. One day we give new names to old thoughts, like a...

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A small bug walks just like a thief, It does not know pain, it does not know grief. It does not ask, “Why am I here?” It lives its life without a fear. The bug runs when the light is strong, But it forgets—it moves alone. It does not think of life or death, It only feels the light, the breath. But I...

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Act one had just begun on the day we met how was I to know the die was cast and the stage was set Act two what was I to do when you stole my soul who'd have guessed the part was mine and I would play a leading role Act three now you're with me I put my heart into all I do should...

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In the depths of my silence, where shadows are born and die quietly, An unseen war is hidden, sculpted in scars and memories, With wounds that have never shown, yet burn like a smoldering fire, Fighting with myself, an endless battle between me and me. My strength has dissipated like a dream in the harsh morning light, A demon trapped...

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I'm forever chasing rainbows pretty rainbows in the air they're so high way up in the sky they are but my dreams which all fade and die altho' fortune's hiding I'm dreaming dreams I've looked everywhere building castles scheming schemes tho' born anew their days are few and yet as the daylight's dawning like a sweet butterfly they return in the morning there's one at the end or...

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when people die they become forever that age forever six forever twelve forever twenty-four forever nineteen forever three what if we don’t die? What if we live to be three or four hundred? What happens then?...

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Dreams will fade As dreams renew Rather be dead Then alive be real With age… I see my dreams die Aged… I see new dreams arise With time… never can I lie Timed… am I wise? And I let time carry me… Sweeping minutes into hours away Days and weeks hurry Into months and years without delay No longer can I…? Can I do the things I no...

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We live in the lines that they traced. The winkles of time lost their face to fear. The riddled of words that remain so clouded the thoughts turn to rain, tears. A babbling Brooke is not insane A river that runs is such a shame to hear No color just lost shades of grey A shadow that won't hold its shape...

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Like a cat, I've nine times to die — and love has taken seven. Once, when you said my name like it was a question. Twice, when you answered it with silence. Thrice, when you loved someone else in front of me like I was made of stone instead of soul. I keep returning — from wreckage, from wreck, from wreck again. You don't know how many lives I’ve lost just staying alive next...

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