Best Lossdeath Poems
I AM FADING FROM AN INFESTATION I CAN NOT CONTROL, YET IT IS A DESEASE I HAVE MANUFACTURED MYSELF. INVOLENTARY SELF MUTILATION TRANSFORMS INTO AN UNWANTED SUICIDE, STRICTLY FORBIDDEN CONSTENT OFFERS FOR IMMEDIATE HELP. CONFUSED BY THE MIRROR IMAGE OF MANIPULATION, REMINISCING ON THE TEARS NEVER SHED, A HORRIBLE AND DIGUSTING TRUTH. A SOUL VOID OF ALL POSSESIONS, FOREVER LOST, HAVE GAINED ABSOULUTLEY NOTHING THEREFORE HAVE ABSOULUTLEY NOTHING TO LOSE. LIVING NIGHTMARES BEFORE DIENG IN DREAMS, THESE TRIALS A SISTORTED ILLUSION OF SELFIOUS SARIFICE, MY DESTINY NEVER REVEALED. DISCOVERING THE TOMB IN WHICH I SEEK, DESCENDING THE STEPS INTO ETERNITY, THE TRUTH THAT RIDDLED MY DEATH IS NOW FOREVER CONCEALED. MY CONCIENSCE UNABLE TO REGISTER THE HEARTAHE OTHERS MAY FEEL, SUICIDAL TEMPTATION INEVITABLE, A REGRETABLE DEATH I MYSELF DESPISE. MY BROKEN HEART, AN AMPUTATED ORGAN, MY SOUL A BURNING NOOSE, WHICH LONG AGO HAS BEEN BRAIDED, KNOTTED AND TIED. MY LIFES STORY HAS BECOME A VACANT JOURNAL, THEE POETIC TRAGEDY, A WRITTEN OBITURARY THAT LEADS TO MY FABLED FINAL DESTINATION. THESE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS HAVE REPELLED ME FROM CERTAIN FAITH, LOOKED FOR DEATH TO EASE MY PAIN AND GRANT ME ENTERNAL SALVATION. MY LEGACY HAS SURVIVED WITHIN AN ABYESS OF MISDIRECTION, CAUSING ONLY DISAPPOINTMENT, LET THIS BE MY COMFORT, MY LAST WRONG DESICION. SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME FATHER FOR I HAVE SINNED, ALLOW ME TO NOW FACE MY FINAL JUDGEMENT, FOR THIS IS MY FINAL CONFESSION.
I’ve always wondered
That when I die
Where will I go?
I’ve always hoped something
Different each time…
I’ve always asked
The stars if I
Could stay longer…
Then I started to ask more…
Then I started to wish more…
Then I started to dream more…
Since then I’ve always done it…
I’ve always wished
That there is no
Hell when I am gone…
I’ve always dreamed
That there is a
Heaven when I am gone…
I’ve always begged
For my family
To stay alive when I am gone…
I hope it’s not hot in hell…
I hope it’s not cold in heaven…
I hope I don’t die…
I hope even in death that I can still love…
I hope even in death that I can still live…
I hope even in death that I can still see the stars light up the sky…
I hope because it’s all I can do…
My little boy asked me “mommy why are you crying?”
In the midst of my sadness about you dying,
I told him you went to see Jesus, because you were sick,
He made you all better, He did the trick,
Now you fly high in the sky with the angels above,
Watching over us with your enduring love,
When I was hurt you made me well,
When I was down you didn’t let me dwell,
Head Up High, Shoulders Back,
You kept me moving forward without any slack,
You taught me so many things how to cook and sew,
You gave me your love and watched me grow,
Your death has brought me to my knees,
Crying and asking God to bring you back please,
Just one more moment to say goodbye,
One more chance to look you in the eye,
To tell you how much I love you, and all the reasons why,
To give you my love, and to hug you goodbye,
God has the power to remind us who’s boss,
Your death is so saddening and such a great loss,
I will never be ready to let you go,
I will always carry you with me and I will always know,
How lucky this world was to have you,
How much you loved me and how much I love you to.
A scream woke those in the belfry,
a scream from a maiden fair
from death she awoke in the temple
from death and none were there.
All alone, all alone, all alone……
Shrouded she’d laid ‘pon altar of bone,
deep in a dream dark repose,
startled awake by a Godly light,
startled awake she rose.
Tear drenched, she ran from sanctuary,
up the belfry stairs so steep.
Stout souls stirred from their slumbering
as, on did the fair maid weep.
New to Realm, she had gone unbidden,
to the guild of Rising Moon;
through darkened paths across the midden,
beneath a blood red moon.
To a maze, full of wanderlust,
She’d trespassed and she must go!
“Trespasser!” said the Mad Mage Cyferous
as he places a bolt in bow.
“But where?” said the maid
to the mad mage.
“But where? I’m lost and alone.”
“Just GO!” said he, raising cross bow high,
“Just GO! Just GO! Just GO!”
Struck down like a doe in moonlight.
to long had she tarried there;
for the bolt took flight ended her life,
in a torrent of auburn hair.
All alone, all alone all alone……
THE DEAD AROUND US
The darkness of the hearts of man prevails;
it stalks the weak, in harsh reality;
all evil is the way, and love, it fails,
and death is all that life can hope to be.
All bitter is the end, for everyone,
though swift is death or brought on from the years,
there's not a thing that won't be dead and gone
from doomsday rocks that end all of our fears.
What fool is there to say we will survive?
there'll never be one trace to even show
that here lays man, whose soul, once so alive,
and no one will be there to even know.
The dead speak to the dead, they're all around,
but few have ever known to hear their sound.
The infant whispered,
his cry for help,
cold breath,
silent death,
musty smell,
the parents couldn’t tell,
he weeps,
they sleep
chilly night,
cold heart,
bright light,
sadly it waits,
to be discovered,
black birds covered the sky,
no silent cry,
and there was no apparent reason,
they covered the moon,
as death lingered,
a cold breath,
and death loomed.
Water falls in form of rain, attempts to wash away the stain,
the mark of pain upon my face, the reminder of my own disgrace.
I walk in torment through the streets, hang down my head from those I meet,
my part I know I have to own, or never again may I go home,
my crime so cruel on my hands your blood, death took the place where you once stood,
not a death in body but death in soul, my deeds so harsh have took their toll,
I led you into a world of vice, where your innocence lost it's life.
I was the one who taught you well, and led you into the depths of hell,
sex and drugs and deals with men, I welcomed you into the Devil's den!
Now I watch your pale face, your body ruined in this trapped place,
I wish to God I had been more strong, I never meant to do you wrong.
I watch as you can not return and in this angst my guilt doth burn,
I must now confess I took thee in, and left you in the world of sin,
I went to the edge but you went over, and sleep the dreams of opium clover,
my attempts to save were oh so feeble, as you inject with dirty needle,
this is my shame, my guilt ridden song, I can not bring you back to where you once belonged,
so as I hang my head in shame, remembering the path from whence I came,
I think about our nights together, and will carry this guilt around forever!
"A Date with Uncertainty"
the lies (story's) of what was to come
is what I could not hold to be true
be grave (brave ) to my misfortunes
slow death can be delivered too many times
so why ask for justice
it will come a hundred years too late
and no one, will ever guess the pain
the pain of knowing, death placed, not by fate...
aka:lyricvixen
Death of My Sweet Sun
The Western sun sets in the death and
made this earth to dwell in dark
His smiling face emits a light
in all dark gloomy weeping hearts
His dance and voice are everywhere as air and
entertain God in His distress hours
He may be born in western sphere
he mingled with us as musical air
He may take our lovely star
to adorn His holy world
May His soul rest in peace and
this tribute may reach his feet
See his face in all dancers and
hear his voice in all music notes
Sun Never dies or sets forever and
it will rise again definitely in east
Created and dedicated to THE GREAT POP SINGER MICHEAL JACKSON for his death as condolence
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