Best Deathred Poems


Rose

ROSE



Red red rose 
a blossom of life
made the sky rain tears
in awe of its beauty

bright bright sun
hid behind clouds
in fear of harming
that innocent life

strong strong wind
blew softly across
that gem's pathway
making it bow in shame

rose, red red rose
quintessence of beauty
yet ever so lonely
began to whither

Red tears now 
fall to the ground...........

Shut Up

So shut up 
while I carve out your heart 
with this spoon in my hand
'cause now you're mine; 
so get over yourself 
You priceless prostituted attention seeker
I'll give you want you want
So shut up

Everyone will know you 
from the News tomorrow
as the kid with some dreams to follow
who got brutally murdered down
This is what you wanted
So shut up

Let me see those red lips of yours
against the wall
No worries; I'll leave you 
after I'm done
laying in a pool of blood all swollen
I gave you  what you wanted
So shut the f*ck up

It was your own fault 
from the beginning 
you just couldn't stop
your ugly red mouth
from blabbering non-stop
All you had to do
was to just shut up

Now I've made you.
You have now shut up.

Bleed Me, Dear Death

As red as blood
Just as unholy 
Just as unclear

Bereaved with pain
Im so full of hate
Death is all I want
It is all I need

So empty and unreal
A devoid of absolute emotion
Reaper take my soul
Take the need to mourn 

Take this dreaded imprisonment away
This pitiful existence
Because in the end
We're all going to hell">Stain me red
As red as blood
Just as unholy 
Just as unclear

Bereaved with pain
Im so full of hate
Death is all I want
It is all I need

So empty and unreal
A devoid of absolute emotion
Reaper take my soul
Take the need to mourn 

Take this dreaded imprisonment away
This pitiful existence
Because in the end
We're all going to hell

BY
Amanda.M.Miller


Red Rose

i will take a red rose to the graveyard tonight
i will place it by mama and fill it with light
then in the morning if its not there to see
i,ll know that mama spent the evening with me

she,ll take that red rose clenched in her hand 
she,ll take it with her on up to gods land
then when the master says why did you go home
she,ll say this is the first year that mamas been gone

this is the first year that mamas been gone
dad and the children are left all alone
the lord said now mama i can see your plight
go with my blessings to get your red rose tonight

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