Crematorium Poems - Poems about Crematorium

... I spied a valley low Across the road from the cemetery A Columbus monkey swinging by The trees of the valley Stood tall and forlorn Observing the crematorium Covered in light gray......Read the rest...

...Legacy accompanied with inadequacy DESPAIR RING uninvited GUESTS linkedin as the themes of mein kampf. Despite countless factorial permutations & combinations, this cyber surfer avails left and......Read the rest...

...I find myself seated within a chest of angel fare, I see the cherubims fluttering around merrily, I experience, each moment, an unknown tender care; A cavern of calmness engulfs me voluntarily...!......Read the rest...

...On a cold, dark, dearth autumn night, While I wrestle, nestle faithfully near my window pane Over a long memory of callous and precarious heart break from a callus pain While I stayed, stared at ......Read the rest...

...One surviving picture in the embers is worth a million carats, I was doctrinated to Christianity from birth but Islam is my religion Though I'm sure they know of Jesus in mecca.... Religion is a s......Read the rest...

...The quick fix had worked so She slipped the needle away, Her little liquid friend that helped Through each long working day. A toot of the horn told her He’s out there with her lift For her to......Read the rest...

...I used to be a curate in, and Beaky named a North York’s town while taking a sip of his beer and eying the company round. We knew there was a story coming. We could tell by the look on his face......Read the rest...

...Neither your gold gleam; nor bright silvery luster, O moon, pale, you've gone ball of grey-dust cluster; Rusted iron-plate? Glamour-gone brass-globe-gate? Adulterated alloy? You're dull, in each ......Read the rest...

...The sun sank into rusty chains Ancient Mesopotamian constellations begin to spin Shadows in the bushes Sidewalks walking from the back Cetoniinae trapped in glass Your gaze runs through the sky ......Read the rest...

...Covid-19; Hunger-20 (A duet) Wems Henry Temmy If money can turn the wise fool What will agony be to bones that suffer calcium? If death is a pleasure to watch a game on stool What shall br......Read the rest...

...Let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in clay pots like hard sounds n bright noise of memories of this lot of feelings real and surreal meant of just lies like this life as words are......Read the rest...

...Let me tell you a story on a midnight journey, To a crematorium, through an undergrowth ferny; At my age between sixteen to seventeen, In nineteen seventy eight; with a dusky scene; A time, whe......Read the rest...

...Existential crisis still encompasses mein kampf Valentine's day 2022 The following lines written disjointed fashion attempting to mimic strategically moving pieces erratically on chessboard id......Read the rest...

...One September morn, Barry is born, one day a little man that society will chastises every day, poisoned with dour memories of a life passing, staggers habitually along life’s broad way, yet s......Read the rest...

...a summer morning- at the crematorium tears dry on the breeze repost from 2010......Read the rest...