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Best Deathbeds Poems

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Premium Member Deathbeds In the Desert -
The sand is stained red
with our bygone blood,
the blood that brought us from Ararat to the Alti,
a tribe trekking intrepidly through the Eurasian terrain,
caravans of...

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Categories: deathbeds, creation, history, western,
Form: Epic



Premium Member Little Men
Little Men


They speak
Before thinking
They speak 
After drinking
They speak
When silence would make them wiser
They speak
The words of little men

Sadly they know not the land of the...

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Categories: deathbeds, anti bullying, fairy, humanity,
Form: Light Verse
We the Colored
My skin is in error.
Now I am clothed in revile and terror.
Flesh was stitched to my hands to feel, to touch.
However, the snares of men...

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Categories: deathbeds, abuse, black african american,
Form: ABC
Premium Member Ellipse
At sunrise the heron soars effortlessly upon the breeze
waves roll in crashing upon the rocks and beaches
rising tides reach high upon the sands then fade...

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Categories: deathbeds, appreciation, beach, beauty, bird,
Form: Metrical Tale
Poverty, Angst and Anxiety Dx
In the mirror, I see my face melt away in shame
And, yet I still hunt for game…feeling this shame without a well-thought-out 
name

I hunt you...

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Categories: deathbeds, angst, beauty, betrayal, change,
Form: Free verse



Despair
For thus  I am  entangled in a web of despair!
        A widow's orb of woven thread.
'Tis...

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Categories: deathbeds, angst, anxiety, conflict, depression,
Form: Narrative
Prayer: Power Or Placebo-- Part Ii
I have prayed,and prayed hard, for the deaths of 2 people. Lest you think me a criminal, an explanation: one was my mother-in-law, a frail...

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Categories: deathbeds, angst, appreciation, blessing, death
Form: Prose
Your Outlandish Maze and My Time of Anguish and Cheer
In the mirror, I see my face melt away in shame
And, yet I still hunt for game…feeling this shame without a well-thought-out name
I hunt you...

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Categories: deathbeds, absence, angst, betrayal, conflict,
Form: Free verse
I Am the Mother of War
Tears drop from Mother Earth’s eyes
At the unspeakable horrors
Released by humankind.

Born from Her womb,
These children of Earth murder
Among themselves to the very last.

Mercy flees the...

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Categories: deathbeds, death, life, loss, mother,
Form: Free verse
A Word So Small
Life.

How could a word so small

hold such a big responsibility?

the answer to this questions cannot be answered

 until we are old and turning grey,

Until we...

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Categories: deathbeds, introspection, life
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Bowel Deeds Will Rise --
 A Realistic Tragedy of Shakespearean Density and Range

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Brush with Death -- and Coupon  ...

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Categories: deathbeds, pain,
Form: Rhyme
Covid 19
We are fighting against a new virus
Which entered our world in twenty-nineteen
Which made our days nothing but tedious
And which is entitled COVID 19

Myriads of people...

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Categories: deathbeds, care,
Form: Sonnet
The Long Lost Souls of the Dead
The others are left to roam on their own…
Everlasting sorrow spills out from the carcasses…
Love has already spoiled…hate is the main event in the picture…
Laurel…Save...

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Categories: deathbeds, absence, beauty, change, confusion,
Form: Free verse
Worms.
the sidewalks turn into rivers
soaking shoes that smack the concrete bottom.
rosy-cheeked and bleary-eyed
you stumble next to me, 
but my steps are meticulous, 
avoiding the writhing...

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Categories: deathbeds, angst, animals, death, girlfriend-boyfriend,
Form: Free verse
Reflecting
As an old man reflecting on his very long past does he only reflect the good,
My friends I stand guilty, my reflections are of only...

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Categories: deathbeds, nostalgia, old, future, old,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Reflection on the Important Things