Best Ashes Poems

Inspired by Edvard Munch's oil on canvas painting - Ashes (1894) 


The fire of passion between us has burned itself out, 
These woods taunt us with their vibrant whispers, 
I am tired of listening to the leaves laughing
and the trees teasing us, 
Oh! What have...

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Hell's perpetual fires
Burning up my frenzied desires
I'm gurgling up a rebellion
Can you feel it frothing?

You sure have claws
That scratched my skin raw
The blood is everywhere
Do you see it spilling?

I barely recognised your voice 
Cold and harsh like beaten up ice
My ephemeral lovesong was meant to...

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The ocean softly laps the boat
as I watch the setting sun.
I drop the flowers and watch them float,
relieved this day is done.

Ashes are scattered in the sea
followed by flowers of white.
I watch an eagle soaring free,
flying into the night.

Tears slip silently from my eyes
as the...

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A Return From Ashes And Dust

When heart dares to life again seek
Hope comes gifting a little peek
Over rainbow and a bit beyond
Out far past shores of ones' small pond 
Beyond mountains found in our dreams
Beyond greed and our worldly schemes
A return from ashes and dust
Finding...

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My name is Devi, a foolish name really for it means Angel, and I certainly am not. The city of Phnom Penh had been our home, father was a professor at The Royal University. I was their only child. I was just getting ready for...

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Stand on a hill and scatter my ashes in the wind that I may truly be a part of the nature that I have loved;
And after, whenever you feel the warmth of the sun, remember the warmth and the depth of my love for you.
When...

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Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can it be? 
I want to ask this question you see. 
I want to know the answer, 
and I want to...

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Ashes fall like tears of weeping angels to the ground.
Lives were lost and will never be found.  

It was when war approached in her heart without a sound. 
If she couldn't burn the grief, she would release hell upon this town. 
She wore her...

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Tucked away high in the alps
   There is a company that turns 
  ashes into diamonds, it is akin
    to the children's story of Rumpelstiltskin,
  who could turn straw into gold......
     This story is...

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Scatter my ashes
You can't keep them here
I know you've got me in stashes
Just let go my dear

Keep our memories
Say good-bye to my body
Please be at ease
Say good-bye to my body

I'll save you a place
Up here in heaven
I'm surrounded by grace
Up here in heaven

No need to...

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draped close for the night
film scenes of you have no end -
mourning sobbing starts


3/18/2019

Poetry Contest: Writing Challenge 3- March 2019 - Senryu 
Sponsored by: Dear Heart 

3/20/2019 Poem of the day...

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Strings all over me
Pulling me backwards
Tying me down
Down the ashes of my dreams

My fear blazed like a wild fire
Their tongues scorched me like devouring wild fire
Their tongues had no positive utterance in my dream 
I could see my dream in ashes

Despite scorching heat of criticism
My...

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Against The Ashes of The Fire

Thine eyes wrapped in chestnut leaves, brittle bark, red berries, and skeletal branches

Thy skies once azure with an aura of clouds drifting lazily over fall-kissed 

Grass. The tears you weep you do so in mist, while your white pumpkin skin

Begins...

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There are many painful pitfalls to happiness,
and no one is immune to misery's tragic tune.
We cry in the night like a wolf baying at the moon,
sullen, soulful songs of heartbreak and despair,
drifting upon air. Of those memories; beware.

My emotions may seem as dormant as a...

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She wakes in a half dream, 
In ash-green and crimson 
Flower etch print gown. 
A natural olive cream tint 
To her complexion. 
Flawless is her love 
In a world of imperfection.

Her head bent down
Full of tangle brown 
And blond waves, 
With arms outstretched. 
Richness through...

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