Best Deathlight Poems
Drop drizzling petals of tears here
For Little Nick, weep the emptiness left behind,
The void in the ocean of love, care
Stumbling through the shadows bereft and blind.
Balm O fragrant wind our despair
Memories that cannot wilt at the altar of pain.
Death is a common tragedy we share
Faith makes it better, touch hope with prayer again.
Little Nick, I did know you, but I know the memory
Familiar as my own son taken away
Before youth was past, or joy wrote a history
Of his dream. So weep I this child today
So weep I, for I am a silent witness to this grief
That sometimes threatens faith and belief.
You know its natural for the old to die
At least we expect it after our boredom
Have discovered life is a waiting game,
But the young wilt as a morning blossom
Too soon for dreams to tell what flame
Was in them, what light to give or to seer
The hills where soldiers fall, or bear there
A flag scrawled on sky a wordless page to stare
Upon. Yet there is more meaning than this
More than missing soldiers and flagged heroes
In the hollow tides of messages, that we miss.
God takes his own from among the young, sows
Them anew among the stars to light us home.
And what is meant for evil is changed to good
In the blinking moment of a tear. I've combed
Scriptures, and philosophies hounding blood
For answers before, and then he took me there
To the parting door, and I seeing though blind
Understood how the cross made heaven bare
And blend human loss to love in heaven's mind.
So through our hot and weary days of the panting sun
Ww will think of you, little Nick, God's work is well done.
I lay back without a cushion
Dressed handsome as I will be
There's no light or repercussion
No light that I will see
I have no issues with life as
such , I loved it very much
The sound is clear I'm full of
fear now how this happen to
me
I thought this happened to
people and and could never
upon myself
I'm going to be judged the
good deeds
and that is all my wealth
Then I remember that crime I
did do my time
I cheated even when I repayed
Then I smile in my cot as I
know I won't rot
I see white cloaks approach
and parade
TWIN TOWERS
IT HAPPENED ONE DAY
IN THE LIGHT OF SEPTEMBER
THIS IS HOW IT WAS MADE
A FEW MEN GOT IN A PLANE
AND SAID A PRAYER
AS THEY FLEW UP IN THE AIR
THEY GOT UP TO TAKE CONTROL
THEY WERE ON A ROLL
WE WERE FIGHTING FOR OUR LIFE
THE PLANE WAS TURN AND HITTED
RIGHT TO THE TWIN TOWERS
WITH ALL IT’S MIGHT
IT HIT RIGHT ON SIGHT
PEOPLE TRYING TO SURVIVE
WHILE OTHERS STAYED ALIVE
ONE BY ONE THE YOUNG
MEN,WOMEN AND CHILDERN DIE
WITH NO GUN
NOW 911 CAME ABOUT
AS THEY ALL SHOUT
THE TOWERS FELL DOWN
PEOPLE UNDER GROUND
RUSHING AND PANTING
FALLING AND CRYING
EACH PERSON SLOWLY DIEING
THE FIRE FIGHTERS AND POLICE
AND HELPER COULD FEEL THEIR HEART BEAT
IN ALL THE HEAT RUNNING IN THE STREET
A DAY NO ONE WILL NOT FORGET
A LIGHT OF A MOMENT THAT HIT
NEVER TO SAY GOOD BY TO THIS DATE AND YEAR
9/11/2001 IN TEARS OF ALL THE FEARS
PAIN HIT WASHINGTON D.C. PENTAGON
AND IN RURAL SHANKSVILLE WAS THE PLANE
PEOPLE WERE GOING INSANE
LOOSING THEIR MINDS
ALL BECAUSE OF THESES HIJACKERS ON THE PLANES
NOW WE ARE AT WAR
FROM A FAR
SAVING THE U.S.A. EACH DAY
BY: SHAWN JONES
Is it wisdom we strive for or chaos?
Do we have the strength to hold fast what we learned?
Is it me or you that decides when lightning strikes?
Earth slides forward yet we fall behind.
Will the raise of hands bring forth destruction?
Should we fall back on our words of trust?
When we rake all that is given to us,
Left standing will be the choices we made.
See forth to the windows golden seal,
As it shines from the inner light of the moving vails.
We can go forth now but carefully,
Not intruding on our own self worth.
Show us the light that blinds and ties us together,
Yet it pulls us apart in a instant
No tie can withstand it, no chains will hold it together.
Laying in the moonlight in silence
All that is left of us will be existence in words.
“Clear” the bright Light dims, my soul jumps back in a hospital bed
I open my eyes Alive Again : I’d rather be dead
Suddenly ; a sharp Pain in my chest the Light Flickers, whithers and DIES
Your Yet to see GLORY :For that my Heart CRIES
As I Look over my shoulder, “ Poetesses and Poets “ I say my “ Good-byes “
The Tunnel of Light ( 3 )