Best Deathlife Poems
Once there was a Love so blissful and colorful
Every word that uttered forever are truthful
Sweet caressing soothing sensation
whisper melodies for relaxation
Over the years of a beautiful relation
Never came a sad story in the situation
Foreverloved everything is meaningful
Memorabillas are all unforgettable
But life of all is really unstable
One must go to his destination
We all go under in different time and horizon
Love will remain but life is not stretchable
You touched me in a most special way
waked me with a beautiful sunshine
Unbelievable that we became sinful
Forbidden love i know you are mine
I want to sacrifice to make your life whole
If only i can give my breath to your soul
For now i must give my faithful vow
In front of cold body of my loving man!
Form:
The thunder rolls,
and the lightning strikes.
Will my life end tonight?
The rain falls,
and my blood drips.
I'm getting that feeling again,
that lightheaded feeling.
My eyes close,
and my heart stops.
My body gives-way
and I drop.
The movie plays,
in black-and-white.
My face turns pale,
where'd all my color go?
A faint beeping sound is heard,
muffled by sounds of people weeping.
Water hits my face,
but wait.
It's not water, it's tears.
Not even theirs... it's my own.
"Look. She's crying,
talk to her.
Bring her back!
Doctor! Doctor! Come quickly!
Why is she crying?"
"It's simple.
She can hear you,
she knows you're concerned,
but she can't do anything.
She wants to wake up,
she wants to be with you,
she can hear you.
But, all she can do is cry..."
"She's crying,
she's responsive!
Doctor! Doctor!
Wake her up!"
"I'm sorry dear.
But I can't.
Only she can...
I must go now, I'm being paged."
I'm not just dreaming,
I can hear this conversation,
I really can!
I love you all dearly, I truly do!
I'll shed one last tear, and when it's gone,
I will be too.
Down my cheek it rolls and drips off my chin.
I tried to wake up, but I can't.
So I guess I'll just give in.
The thunder rolls
and the lightning strikes.
One last beep is heard,
my life ended on this night.
Often when I see people die every hour
I know then am waiting for darkness' power
The end, to eternally end without a trace;
Death a startling occurrence in action so apace
For when he without appointment appears
He never informs even the father he endears-
Does not even report to his creator Satan;
He is an entity within the soul of a man,
Ingrained deep in the human body
So as without him there would be no life beauty:
A man is born with one soul of lives and deaths,
The pure justification of all low natural breaths
Should have definite limit of existence
So often when I see people stripped of subsistence
I hope I can live a little bit longer-
That every day of life I will be waiting ever-
To achieve what I desire before my end
Ere my neck is struck by death to bend.
17/03/09; 'lives and deaths' :I believe every person leads his or her own life and meets his
or her unique death.
I never got to say Good bye,
And wish you on your way;
But sitting here thinking of you,
I’m not sure what to say
I missed my chance to tell you,
That I loved you with all my heart;
And now your gone forever,
God called for you to depart.
I feel so alone knowing,
I’ll never see your shining face;
So full of laughter and light,
No one could ever take your place.
But I’m not sad for you,
Because I know where you will go;
I’ll just remember all the good times,
That your life has had to show.
I remember riding beside you,
While you tell a story to me;
You lived your life to the fullest,
Of that we can all agree.
It’s time for me to Say Goodbye,
Time to set you free;
And I hope that wherever you are,
You’ll smile when you look down on me.
~For My Grandfather~
The grieving process have just begun,
My heart is filled with pain.
The sorrow, and lost is hard to bear,
Reality kicks in, in life the fact remain.
Death is a part of life though hard it may seem,
The natural mind cannot conceive, or believe.
The truth is, when a loved one is taken away,
It’s not a choice; we’ll all walk that road one day.
Don’t get mad at God and the decision he make,
Accept his wise wisdom and the choices take,
He knows the future; he still rules the world,
Later in life his reasons will unfold.
When a loved one dies it can be sad,
Sadness one can’t describe,
The thought of good times, laughter, and pain,
No answer in the room when you call their name.
A husband, father, brother, uncle the lot,
Three score and ten is the life’s span we’ve got.
By reason of strength, he passed four score and all,
How’s that for a life worth living, believe it or not.
Sleep on, Uncle Willie, and take your rest
We love you lots but God loves you best,
Life’s journey has ended, pain and sorrow cease,
You’re now safe in God’s arms, resting in peace.
Form:
R.I.P-Noah Holden
What’s the point to life if the result is death,
Nobody knows when they’ll draw their last breath,
Your heart is like a clock, with each beat it ticks your life away,
As each second goes by your closer to your grave,
Don’t take life for granted because once your dead theirs no coming back,
Soon enough you’ll be in your coffin dressed in all black,
You could die in your sleep so make sure you say your prayers,
The next morning you could be getting hauled to your grave by your pallbearers,
You will be taken away from life by the grim reaper,
You will be taken to your owner who is now your soul keeper,
Live your life right before your coffin closes,
You’ll be buried with your secrets and a bouquet of roses,
Your spirit lives on after your body is deceased,
All I have left to say is goodbye and rest in peace.
Form:
All armored in gear of silver, he stands tall
at the battlefield of war.
She carelessly awaits for the hour, watching
him and learning his many flaws.
He tells her that she can forfeit at any time,
regardless of the state that they are in.
She giggles a laugh of mock, as she rolls her eyes.
Reading his face like a book,
she considers her tactics and skills.
The time has come, the bell has rung and the
battle has now commenced.
She sees him coming her way, and as he runs he
questions why she still stands there in such deviance.
As he approaches her he sees her drop to her knees,
she looks up at him with a look of helplessness.
She questions him, asking away a series of
confounding mind controlling questions.
This devious tactic was that of the opposite gender,
as she cried and cried he couldn't but to surrender.
As he went to her side to offer his comfort,
she quickly ended his life without commiseration,
and stood over his lifeless body, declaring victory.
As she pridefully gloated,
she leaned in and gave him a kiss tasting
of mere repugnance and scorn, they say
hell hath no fury but this was not the end
he gasped his last breath of air as he
swiftly ended her life with a feel of satisfaction.
Unfortunately his fate was in her hands as well
as hers in his so there they laid, him and her, both dead.
If I should die
Let me die with pride
Knowing that my life a successful ride
I'd may not have been rich
Nor made the front page
But with my hope desire
I've always inspire
If I should look death in the eye
Let me accept it with pride
Cause then I know my life was a successful ride
With smile I'll grace every mile
Knowing that my life style was an inspiration
for the next generation
I've over come every frustration by determination
So please don't cried,nor tried to asked why
Cause if I do stare death in the eye
I will smile knowing that my life was a successful
ride.
BLESSING
This is dedicated to my Grandmother.
I scribble these words of apathy onto a bleak canvas.
I right my sins before I jump into this ocean of knives.
I wish i could be frugal with a mere nine lives.
But i live in agony for i cannot die.
My eyes scan lone cemetery's in remorse.
This impeding life takes most by force.
But not I...
Bright light and streets of gold are faint dreams for a life so utterly cold.
There is no helping a severed soul.
I shall throw myself at any sort...
Because life for me will never be lived in fear of being cut short.
No tears can escape my windows, No sounds can caress my ears.
No laughter will be heard for many years..
I watch flocks of birds disappear into an orange horizon.I observe nature and love..
I await my chance to be part of the heavens above.
Sadly i am only a beast without fate, an immortal soul devastated by hate...
Only three blinks and life is through
The soul whisper spoke, at once I knew,
Three blinks left of life for me
When senses and breath and pulse all flee.
The masks, the smoke, the facades all run,
Hunting another’s vain welcome,
Clarity flashes and time reigns in
Death is ringing, I am drawn to greet him.
(Count to three)
Blink
(Count to three)
Oh my life! What have I done?
All turns grey and I have no one.
Icy fear blankets my being
Life is history, death the beginning.
What am I leaving? Where am I going?
Why did I not think he would be showing?
When did I suppose life would be ending?
How is it now that death is winning?
(Count to three)
Blink
(Count to three)
The end is lingering, oh so near
I cry out…Can anyone hear?
Straining to stare through eyes of tears
My life was a blink…..All those years!!
Grey goes black and ice moves in,
My life! My life! Oh to live again!
But no second chance now, no reprieve.
Soul sheds flesh as the latter heaves.
(Count to three)
Blink
(Count to three)
Now no breath, now no beating,
Now no senses, I cease being.
Now the beginning, realms past the brink,
My mark, my legacy, gone in a blink.
A tribute to Michael Jackson
M.J. R.I.P.
Michael Jackson "The King of Pop".
Life was always full of shock.
Rocked the world when just a kid.
With thrilling moves no dancer did.
Questions swirled round and round.
How did he turn white from brown?
Why a life of solitude and dread?
Just kids and animals speculation fed.
The Neverland Ranch and amusement park rides.
A man in a cage but a boy inside.
Abused as a child. Lonely and sad.
His father's image removed of his dad.
Unacceptable behavior in a fantasy world.
Escaping reality pharmaceutically cured.
Now mourning his death. Resurrecting his good.
Lyric's and music we all understood.
Farewell Michael. We'll remember your best.
As you moonwalk toward Heaven and your eternal rest....
By: MAFLongfellow
U.S.A.
Autumn leaves are shades of brown
Season change to winter
Winter fills the air with a chill
Outside no life is present
Just like the earth goes through a change
So does the lives of people
With time we age and wither away
For new life to start its process
Amazing how the ways of life
Is the same for every being
No matter what the form or shape
Each for will change in stages
It’s like a play performed in acts
Awaiting the final curtain
The end provides a closing
To the plot each one is searching
Before the final curtain falls
And my act on earth is over
I hope my life has been summed up
Before the end is over
Once around enough for me
No time to create a sequel
For when the curtain finally drops
Please place the props in storage
Are there any human stories left
To set the fires in our heart
Have we walked across the coals
In faith
Or turned the cinders of our weeping
Into blood
And they said that man is sleeping
Beneath the imprisoned eyelash of a woman
And we had nothing left to share
We had nothing left to dare
As if we were buried beneath her tears
Of misunderstood
Was it those tactile fingertips
Told us there was so much more than this
A coloured voodoo, and if you do
And only if you will to
Could you
Reach between their touch
And break the salted seal; of a kiss
And less would be the life we lead and all we need
Would be
Far too much
So you follow in the paper chase
The tatter and the fritter in a life of waste
Battering at the sinew
Of some illusive intoxication spelled out in all the syllables of
L .
O.
V.
E …
It’s not that you don’t have the time to dream
But all our dreams are filled with pain
Beneath the presence of almighty God
Have we ever stopped to question what
And why
We all live in fear so much
Driven by the concocted spell
Of life’s never ending death
Mortal bodies shall not last
A tree with life shall wither still
Yes, man shall be the grass
Death is air, against man's will
Screams and wails bid departed child
Goodbye. Shock and fear dig a vacuum in
Comrade's heart. Three market days mild
The pre-consuming pain, death is an abhorrent sin
But to live forever would be a futile
World, and man shall neither fear
The Deity nor pray; Lord this brutal
World should pass away, in despair
Man shall become dust, yet peace
Like a river shall flow if life never cease
Sitting wondering what went wrong,
life was going forward like a love song
found my groove hit my stride,
didn't see this coming out the corner of my eye
she was the one and my son and daughter told me so,
with all I have I couldn't ask for more I said so bold
so came my time in the still of the night,
no more love,no more life no more in site
I spent my life looking to find what I found,
now by next week I,ll be six feet under ground
but I found the secreat I found the cure,
I guess it's true you never know for sure
I believed I had it all my boy and girl,
the woman who made my world
now I stand looking down at myself as there I lyed,
a bit of a grin and closed are my eyes
next to me as she sleeps my soul took flight,
in the morning she'll curse the night
my kids as like me they are will grit thier teeth in anger behind tears,
and wonder who will be there to chase away their fears
and every one will say?