Funeral Betrayal Poems

Don't come, do not come
Do not come to my funeral
Do not come to my burial
Stay home in a quiet room
To read my God-given poems
Be inspired...

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I'm the lion-hearted fragrance of basil stars, 
breathing blames like the Goddess of Hurricanes, 
but, was this twilight throne, ever mine to tame?
I'll forever bleed...

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Drowning in deep bruised darkness
I search for heartbeats lost within, 
Vapors that veiled the vermilion of sunsets, 
Orchestrating a funeral for moon-kissed vows, now deceased.
Riddled...

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Hog tied in the back seat
you drove me to your home
blindfolded and beat
you put me on the couch
you free me but not for long
you chain...

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"Death comes equally to us all, it's true,
No matter who we are or what we pursue.
It doesn't heed our wealth or our fame,
Taking us all...

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You opened the side door,
it was autumn back home,
something said you might love me,
the way i wanted it then,
and we drove around the countryside,
while your...

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In a slow, venomous infusion,
No trace was left to find.
The heart's rhythm started fading,
As the final breath escaped the nostrils,
The body lay there, motionless,
Pain drifting...

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I
In church, decor by Desiree Seymour
Jesus rose up again, we sang with gusto
There followed communion, bread and wine
Thoughts: He, bread of life ; we, bread...

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Have You Ever

Had dreams about your
Past so vivid and real
You woke up and
Thought you were back there

Have You Ever

Panicked at the thought 
Of  Setting...

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I felt it – stirring, spontaneous repulsion,
the darkness
Recovering from the steel black holes
Eyes intent on raping the soul
Ravishing the vulnerable,
Violating the hope, the wonder.

He was...

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The ones we love, are the ones you shove,
Yet you think He is happy, the one above.
Probably He is not watching the game...
That will soon...

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They are dragging the funeral
And conferring their itch
With dreams to fade foe
These are the lion-hearted heroes of mother earth

They are walking on the roads of...

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The man that I’d looked up to most when I was just a kid...that I’d preferred to my own dad...of whom I was ashamed...
Often prompted...

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The last breathe
The last death
The last phone call
The last fall
The last funeral
The last burial
The last roll
The last poll
The last smile
The last style
The last flight
The last...

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