Best Final Curtain Poems

Parched and dry, this barren field stretches,
I wander, head hung low,
staring at the emptiness eclipsing my thoughts
Brittle blades of grass disappear beneath 
my worn out sneakers,
black and white crushing beige
in slow fashioned footprints of blistered dust

“My sanity for some cool water”

When upon my shoulders, reddened...

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No encore demanded, I stand alone
No applause as I hang up my ‘microphone’
But what do they care, for no empty chair
Has ever acknowledged good tone

I took to this stage in a different age
I think then, the Stones were the rage
Yet, I’ve appeared here, daily for...

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Parched and dry, this barren field stretches,
I wander, head hung low,
staring at the emptiness eclipsing my thoughts
Brittle blades of grass disappear beneath 
my worn out sneakers,
black and white crushing beige
in slow fashioned footprints of blistered dust

“My sanity for some cool water”

When upon my shoulders, reddened...

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I'm sorry momma.
I'm sorry father.
I couldn't be the man you raised.
You instilled me with morals and values,
from which I chose to stray.
I chose to leave those college days,
just to be on the streets stuck in my stagnant ways.
Little leagues games that I always use to...

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My ink is running dry
and I want to cry.

My muse isn't well
only time can tell.

It is on life support
all plans must abort.





Alexis Y.
08/22/2021...

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His calloused finger tips  - caressed the stings With fire - one last time-
As he played -  the cords  of his emotions  - with passion  - as he climbed-
A lifetime - of memories -burned brightly- that night- upon the strings-
Flames-...

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final curtain
by Michael R. Burch

what would u give
to simply not exist—
for a painless exit? 
he asked himself, uncertain.

then from behind
the hospital room curtain
a patient screamed—
"my life! "

Originally published by Setu. Keywords/Tags: final, curtain, death, mortality, suicide, euthanasia, uncertain, uncertainty, indecision, exit stage right, quick, painless,...

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Booth. How you hated the Union.
The end of suffrage you so despised.
One in the brain of the great orator.
Death in the theatre.
Sic Semper Tyrannis....

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THE FINAL CURTAIN

It is appointed unto man once to die  ---  what then?  and as the throes of death o'ertake me, will I enter some celestial place?  If so, will I sojourn for eternity or be floating out in space beyond...

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When the final curtain softly descends, and the echoes of my days retreat,
I want to whisper to the wind that all my life, I was a bride betrothed to amazement,
In the silent embrace of dawn's first light and the whispered secrets of twilight.
I was the...

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Long time I stood 
In the middle of a crossroad
Trying to find my way 
On the shades of black and gray 

I found ups and downs and plains 
And humps as big as mountains 
I found muds and puddles 
And I jumped through countless hurdles...

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(To Joe and Sandra Hudson)

The lights dim, why am I so grim? I just get nervous about singing to Him.
The projector illuminates the screen with words to sing.
We pray that God will shine through our voices, I know when we sing He rejoices.
Sandra starts us...

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I will soon forget 
the laughter that I could give 
when life felt so right 
When the last curtain does fall 
there will not be an encore 

I stand on my mark 
Dust motes float in the spot light 
I curtsy left, right 
There is...

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In this life, one thing is certain;
One bet you can put your shirt on.
However pure a life we lead,
We’ll all face that final curtain.

A fact of life we all must heed,
Whether judged to fail or succeed.
It makes no difference in the end.
Dying will be our...

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We each seek for solace
Amidst a port in a storm
Some insist to even curse
The very day they were actually born
Others listen in silence amidst the violence
Sought a peace from two different worlds
One soul soars while the other one burns
Each of us wanders as nomads
Life is...

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