Dead(P) Poems - Poems about Dead(P)

... Just trying to realise own existence ! Bewildered ! Watching me lying still on bed. Is it after-life to experience ? Now detached from everything ......Read the rest...

...three of our spaceships should have reach Planet Z783 by now this report pleased Planet 3455X’s commander, Prime King Cow. it had been twenty-six years since their spaceships had gotten through. e......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads between nights and longing, He carries within him a season forgotten, With a liver like sodden earth, chilled beneath dead leaves, Viscera stirred by the silvery thrill of the vo......Read the rest...

...I tell you this rain Will even grow dead grain And every filth and disdain It is bound to drown or drain It pounds, it pours Oh Lord, the casualties soar This time heavens windows and doors ......Read the rest...

...These are poems about sinking, poems about drowning, poems about loss, and poems about new discoveries we sometimes make while feeling lost... Sinking by Michael R. Burch for Virginia Wool......Read the rest...

...I ripped the curtain from the window to have a good view of what was transpiring outside, someone must have fallen from the roof top and lay dead on the road side, a little crowd had gathered around ......Read the rest...

...The powerful have bombs the students have voices enough is enough they say University campuses unite A map in the year of 1947 tells a story no one in the west really wants to hear thieves o......Read the rest...

...Rebirth: Tragedy has been your favorite genre— A fount of acts and scenes of wailing tears and excruciating scars punctured alive by so-called healers. That oozing wound paints the genr......Read the rest...

... Where is the outrage over Hamas still holding 100+ hostages who might still be alive, who might all be dead -- Screams of ‘Kill the Jews’ in their stead… Five hostage......Read the rest...

...In the desolate temple of the soul, flesh weaves over bone a silent epitaph, Spirits lock thought within the ark of thought, and sometimes, a divine spark, And women in furies pour vessels into fra......Read the rest...

...I watch the days roll by and my vision explodes in the sky, morning and noon is merging in one and my energy is spilling all over the land. Seagulls of assorted colors parade on the shores and big bo......Read the rest...

...She was back into my life after a long sejours how could I not welcome her at the table after so many suns and moons Having crossed the oceans of reality, my dream was a surreal bizarre reel,......Read the rest...

...my poetry is dead and I will follow soon my words haunt and I can no longer give them their weight I always thought I was an opener that I help those around me, with a word, with my presence, w......Read the rest...

...Paralysis in the body makes the mind dead as well. Doesn't existence drag, like an engine-less machine? Though a hundred stewards assist, isn't life more than hell? bed, like servants who never he......Read the rest...

... In the twelth hour We're pursuing generational wealth From a generation who stole Everything from us The clock ticks closer to doom But we're no closer to finding our own reality When......Read the rest...