Best Death And Dying Poems

The thin line between life and death
Existence on earth all, that is left
The struggle with humanity
my vote and my cause
Does it end with insanity
me against various laws?
I look at the bridge
the presence of pain when I cross
The resistance of my crossing
none of the fears of...

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The night Hunter S. Thompson,
blew his head off,
Toy Box Tomato Girl,
went Gonzo Geisha on me.
Abandoning the old man’s love,
for pure unadulterated orgy,
intoxicating arms and legs,
intertwining lyrical sighs,
with bi young black,
and blond hard bodies,
tango tongues sharing saliva.
I assume the blue black hue, 
of late night television,
as...

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I have fallen, I believe I have been shot, not once, not twice, but several times.  I can hear them yelling over hear we got one.
I must try to get enough strength to call my kin.

I am losing blood very quickly. I hear them...

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Death and Dying in Dallas

Death and dying in Dallas seems to have all 
started with the death of President Kennedy.

The following is all true and actually, recently
happened in my life. The essay was written
to describe what happened as a prelude to
my poem I wrote that...

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Death she said 'will never come''
Im still young, well young at heart.

Mavis put on her deep red lipstrick.
I brushed her hair she laughed.

Mavis often smiled
'i was hot in my day'

I believed her as the camera never lies.
Mavis liked to dance and she would often sing...

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Death And Dying. 
.
If only I could allow myself to really live
 For even just a brief moment
And release my bated breathe
For I dwell in the coldness of darkness
And live a living death
.
No sanctuary can be found
Nor peace of mind
The sun never shines upon my...

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Am surrounded by,
Death and dying every day; 
God heaven show way.

Jim Horn...

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Death and Dying Horn Haiku

Getting to the point
where there is hardly any
left hanging around.

should be pretty soon
none no longer will be here
who can call the role

heaven will be best
by God who to we confessed 
were all put to rest...

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