Best Buried Poems

Buried Alive

These walls....
they laugh at me but no one else hears
They steal the very breath of me
...but no one seems to notice
They blare a suffocating silence
Leave invisible abrasions from unseen restraints

These walls I once called home
These walls have become my coffin


~FJ Thomas

Most of us run...

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O travel bound
Tread gently
A million hearts in ground


Winner of No. 1 place in Haiku 101 Contest of Charles Henderson. Judged on 11/23/2012...

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When the moon smiled crimson
weakness departs...
Set, you're the storm darkly clouding skies
across a red desert stained
in an ancient evil being
one spawned recoiled serpent deceiver
under the sands hides
bringing disorder mixed with violence
creating war destroying all good
where nothing else matters...

I turn around looking into your eyes
soulfully held...

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Cold snow covered all tombs and lanes,
Still he strewed the coffin with sprays
of flowers, to lessen his pains.
He uttered a few words of praise.
But snow showers
Buried flowers.

He recited poetic strains
Could only look down in a daze.
Hot tears fell upon her remains
Yet snow veiled all in...

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where the seagull dies
stringless origami cries
loneliness of soul

koi fish suffocate
colors fade in Bonsai trees
island in distress

words not understood
shadows grin tricks on rice walls
tsunamis in eyes

geisha of the world
love is lost in illusions
freedom is her dream

men with cold fingers
whither blossom of her spring
harakiri end

in the seagull's...

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BURIED IN WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING (With apologies to Robert Frost)
Whose woods these are, mox nix to me,
both dead and buried, she must be,
to bother me, not one more time,
but sleep forever; endlessly.

Though thought of still, as perfect crime,
(it made my life a downhill...

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Alone and detached
void of all feeling
I ponder the past
that caught me at last
crumbling bones 
darkened cold stones
crushed by gravity
falling apart
divided ten fold
memoirs of horrors
delinquently paid
dying this death
lying to fate
haunting seeps over
my ghostly gasps
this coffin of roots
choking my cries
clawing at rocks
ghostly visions
creeping close
screaming inside
I curse the...

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Buried Sadness

smiles  floats away
a gaze drifts to empty places
forest of mist covered canopy
no pathways
childhood meadows lost
embers with no glow


buried, yet infinity lingers
beauty tender, soft and loving
if only time could be frozen
no passions to decompose
If only sadness
floated to the skies

sleeping beauty
before me
if only time could...

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I watch the ocean waves from underneath it all.
Deep down.
It's getting harder to breathe.
This water makes its way into my lungs.
You're suffocating me.
Asphyxiation.
Just leave me here, you haven't changed at all.
You fall apart, every time you start.
Just start realizing you can't replace the hole that...

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Faint heart once overflown empties alone
sinking beneath shell's hardened clay.
Saving face, only to trace ring line shown
conspicuous on finger yesterday.

Blue veins weave below fair skin, weakening.
Disturb the routine, no one cares;
frown lines curve lower still deepening.
Save what's left - dig through hidden layers.

Cast out the...

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What do I say?
On this cherry day
At my own funeral
Where I execute and burry
The Burdon I once carried
Where I let go 
Of the life, I’ve faithfully married

Rest in peace woman of excuses
Who endured others abuses
That never demanded an apology
Or handed a lifeline to rescue me
I...

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Here lies the arsonist, Ash James -
Although, he would have chosen flames.

It amazed us, once, to see the grave of a notorious pyromaniac in a local grave 
yard - I know that she would have certainly preferred cremation!...

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There is an old cemetery in my city full of legends,
   and stories, one I find creepy is people being buried alive;
        back in the day there were many buried prematurely,
according to tales, once there was...

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can you remember the time i let you in?
the time i showed you my heart?
the time i shared my soul with you?
the moment i poured out my blood when you needed it?
The second i saved your life?
The hour i saved you from your darkest secret?
The...

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It was the young man's pleasure
to dig for buried treasure
with shovel in hand
he suddenly planned
to dynamite, just for good measure...

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