Best Deathdream Poems


I Am Dead

I woke up early today

  I am trying to sleep more as it is sunday

  but my eyes are not going to close

  So, I went to garden to cut the rose

  This is not for my wife

  It's for God who gave this life

  I don't want to disturb anyone

  As it's early in the morning 4 o' clock

  I am much eager to share my dream in which I am dead

  But nobody woke up to listen

  So, I am waiting for 6 o' clock

  I am reading the newspaper for an hour

  Even I don't have a mood to take shower

  I am trying to wake up my wife

  Then I realized that she will start a strife

  After a while I went for a walk

  I found few strange things in the park

  my friends haven't respond to my talk

  I came back at 7 o' clock

  I got frightened when I saw my wife and children are crying

  My wife hasn't respond when I am asking

  I went to my daughter to ask the reason

    I went to my son
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    I am shocked by seeing that

    That is no other but me on the bed

    for whom they are crying about

    And I realized that's not a dream and I already dead

Goodbye

I had to say good-bye today
to a dream almost come true
I do not know the reason
but my dream belonged to you!

You made my heart so happy
A song you gave my days
This little blessing I felt inside
was soon to go away.....

I know your in a better place
than this cold old world down here
and I know your in His gentle arms
so I have no need to fear

Someday I'll be there with you
what a joyful day we'll see
so for now my dreams are with you love
till that day you'll be with me

Thank you Lord for being there
and the peace I feel today
No greater Love could heal this pain
than yours you've sent our way.

Raven's Dark Dream

She lay down and began to dream of death.
She felt the demon of soul's very hot breath.

Her crown of beauty was black as the night.
The demon of souls was her deepest fright.

Standing there with a gun in her hand.
Wondering how she got to this dead land.

Tombstones buried in the smoking ground.
In the sky flying buzzards all around.

When she awoke from her dream she was scared.
Cause she didn't just dream she had a nightmare.
                             Teresa Skyles

Entered in ~A rambling poet~Among the dead contest.


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