Burried Poems - Poems about Burried

I woke up one morning, To the barren of trees. The sky was blue, yet the silence screamed. What was it that made winters so dry? So cold, so blue, so lost of life. The snow burried dead beneath, The trees cried their leaves away, The birds hiding in fear from the rest, The world only led astray. Who was it who...

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I live in a casket. I was slowly buried under the earth’s soil. My soul has passed, but my body is alive. All surrounding me is darkness. I am cold. I am in pain. I am helpless. My voice has been silenced after a year of screaming for help. I am running out of air. I cannot breathe, my body slowly suffocating. I...

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Burried Alive ________________________________ I dig from below, the soil embedded beneath my nails clawing, scratching... Screams muffled by gulps of dirt soil trapped between my lips allowing no air my feet pushing the dirt back into the earth shaking..twisting... collapsing against the pushed in walls can't see, it's dark no way out air supply almost used up I see a small hole letting the night sky in I keep...

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Disgust, abhor and frown has burried me deep down, "Black Black", they call me so, whenever they try to show me low! If this is the world, where shall I go? Has has my complexion brought me no friends but all foe? With these burning eyes, I have seen, how happy and pleased they have been, when that white boy, joined their team; their...

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Burried bellow Is a girl with no soul. Her eyes, Black with despite, And her heart, As cold as a winter night. She cries into the night With an echo of fear, But her eyes do not Leak one single tear. Burried bellow Is a girl with a growing soul, Her eyes now show light, But her heart, Still cold as a winter night....

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