Corpse Poems - Poems about Corpse

dear life holding though seems dropped seems well keepsake just head propped all stages work cards play right while smile never think laugh fight lose focus find few new pills rob future paywall advance lift feet one front partner dance kiss wife lovely dead weights corpse don't go stay home destroy thorps take arms see sails more increase tattoo flag wave war...

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"Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow. " ~ Shakespeare As fragments of the stars abandoned the sage of night, my kohl heart bleeds beside your trembling tombstone, while soul aches to seize the fading scents within the iris of auroras, leaving dreams and I, lost like the speed of shooting sparks, twirling above ghosts in the cemetery of wild corpse roses, whistling moonless requiems...

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I lie, naked, cast aside in the shadows, My flesh, bare, crumbles among the carcasses of half-dying thoughts. I stare upon myself— Is this truly I, This forsaken creature, Smiling with bitter contentment at my eternal decay? Is this endless humiliation Truly the flame of my soul burning within my skin? Who was it that shaped me? And who, so merciless, invited me to...

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Who would wait in line to smell A flower that’s so vile Its odor reeks like rotting flesh, Quite hard to reconcile With all the other lovely plants The Gardens* have on view? I’m not sure I would make the trip To check it out; would you? This specimen, just one of four To thrive in the U.S. Has been here seven years, but never Bloomed...

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Snowing-- a hiemal, deathly air Their frigid, frostbitten fingers hold nothing Uncomfortable silence washes over all there A petalless, thorny rose someone is clutching Her corpse, defunct, stiff yet motionless Skin, once warm brown, now ghastly Her grinning face, now emotionless They thought she would die lastly Life has limits, death...

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The sky is blue again Nothing left for me to gain I was so sure I'd get over Yet I don't feel sober I've left all of my hopes My body is turning into a corpse I can't see myself in the mirror Being around people feels like a terror I look so blue My brain don't get any clue I've tried to cross...

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These feelings, thought long forgotten, awoke and raised their ugly heads. Whispering your words and seeing into my consciousness; this vacant glare of the dead. Pain cups it's gnarled hands, corpse breath hot and dry against my ear, Reminding me of promises longed for but now I'm loath to hear. I've done the tedious,...

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Amber, orange, red, gold falL Undergo change from green lifE Touched by sweet decaying aromA Undercurrent swirling dance of improV Marauding chill in the breezE Nimble corpses, once living thingS ...

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a carcass is moving out from the white of the eye it is so all-consuming dots form in lines on the absentee spine dry undefined lumps are soft and infusing the bruises and rind and the opal contusions they fire with pus and with derelict mucus that rises in shape as if living and human adorned in...

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Bug-free surroundings are most possible, but not this repulsive, disgusting beast. The so-called, Corpse Flower, how shockable, repulsive, disgusting, and to the least of it said, gives off such a horrid stench, unbearable, odoriferous--mesh vibrant acts that the breed needs to entrench pollinators to the scent of dead flesh. Twill bloom as the largest inflorescence, a total flower stems, stalks, bracts, and bloom. Twill blossom...

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Sooty black and thin boned, velvet almost, but stringy. Hard to define the shape of a hissing cat that was so soon alive and kicking, but now lies dead on my neighbor's lawn. I would watch it on summer evenings crouching low under the hedgerow hunting small birds. Fortunately for the birds it most always missed, then he would hiss loudly, and walk away, skinny tail up as if he...

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It's day one. But not really, because its actually been two years And my Body is starting to eat itself As each year passes, another part of me is consumed. A leg, a finger, a part of my brain I stumble through the day with my one leg, and half A brain, attempting, trying to function Oh! My eye is gone,...

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Living a long life can be at times trying, when people you've known are moving on, dying.. Eventually we all come to the end of that road. It's best to get prepared, not just be that squashed toad.. Larry passed from lung cancer from his years in the navy.. Karen died of cancer too, of which she fought most...

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In the dark recessions of the corpse canals, Where the breaking of bones sounds the eerie air like the clanking of bells, Where the tearing of tendons whistle and hiss, Echoing across blood water lakes laced with piss. Found deep within a Carcass Catacomb, where the restless undead candidly roam, There are, unfortunately, the unlucky few...

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