Death Dark Poems | Examples

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Premium Member Seagulls

Save the earth. Obliterate your world.  
Begin by ending.
Let the sky-ceiling buckle and split.

You are the first to go.
Scrape the crusted-hard scabs from your skin.
Shred the nerves where the winter enters.

For the earth—which needs no saving—
your worldly heart must stop.

Your flesh feeds                    the gulls.
White wings.         Red beaks.
Stripped                         clean.

(A child on the pier lowers her hand,
the splintered stick held mid-air.)

The gulls do not look up.
They finish what they started
and leave the bones to the tide.

Premium Member Death 2

DEATH

Distant bird calls echoed in the silent hills,
Evening’s crimson light illuminates the fields,
A small child dances under the autumn moon.
The world lives on with the dawning of each day.
How is it that the pain is still in my heart?

By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison

Premium Member Tune of Tears

In passing, hearts risk their very essence, their colors, their breathe,
Love who touched the soul, then moved on, toward heaven’s hungry light,
Souls soon reflect the love and peace found when passing into God’s light


Premium Member That Fatal Year


2023 brought sorrow that broke me. Death defeated thoughts who say we’re unshakable, stronger than death. We want to think the end, for us – for our people, is inconceivable. Yet, death calls and we must answer. It refuses to be snubbed. This year brought more personal dealings with death than I care to remember!

Your Never Know How Much I Miss You

Your never know how much i miss you,
I carried on after your death like there was no issue,
But the sudden realisation you was never coming back
filled  my heart full of pain and my life turned black.

The future no  longer seemed  to have any light 
without you there laughing and joking by my side,
the only time I would smile was when my pipe burnt  bright.

The smoke would fill the air and drift into the sky,
as I would look up to the stars with a tear in my eye,

SAYING MATE
your never know how much I miss you, 
and trust me I’m never going to  forget you, 

but i need to start moving on and learning to Let go
Because deep down inside of me I already know,
that your never coming back,and as much as that breaks my heart, 
I just need to get myself together, and get back on the right track.

If you could see me now 
I know you would be so proud 
With all that I’ve achieved with you smiling down 
I have two gorgeous daughters and a loving wife 
you may no longer be living but your always in my life

Death

I held the dark night as my companion
Close to my chest
My jaw clenched
When they let me go
I just had my skin and my bones
To call home
Slowly it would decay, 
with death
It was unsophisticated 
To scream from my grave
I lay still 
For stillness to take my soul away
For darkness to consume my breath 
I prayed to vanish in thin air
But it was still
Every little thing 
Waiting for me to sleep.


Premium Member Even In Death


I confess… Like joy fading, your memory
Protests, reminds me to smile, to listen
When prayers are hoping to whisper
Peace into the rain, erasing the lingering ache
Stirring the stars, like lightening flashes
Preventing the shadows from rising, unruly memories




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Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
May 7, 2023

A Nightshads Song

Winter rains lover
	the cold north wind
	fought against the thought of warmth
in which we would embrace again.

It holds steadfast to the slow
	beating of the window pane
		drums loudly out thoughts
	leaving us numb.

Ice courses through veins
	long forgotten canals
		whom once held court for promises
	of love stricken stars
that fell from above.

Silence is left shouting
	deaf tones 
		of moments
	long held to endless night
		shade
	which we decided to get drunk on
		and parade
	through the death streets of our ancestors
		dancing dreams
	with them forever on...

			...movements to the song.

Suicide

Hope what is hope? 
Something we all wish for 
But can't get in the end 
In the pool of depression 

In the midst of darkness
I cried and cried 
No one to hear 
No one to smile
No one to have a shoulder on 
No one to cry
I died 
Unhappily 

Gun on the head 
Rope on the fan 
Knife in the hand 
Blood on my hands

If I ever to die 
I die with 
Tears in my eyes
Smile on the face 
Say goodbye 
To those who with

I'm tired of living 
Even my sounds of breathing 
Annoys me to death 

I'm a coward 
Coward to die
Coward to live
Coward to cry

One day I'll die 
A miserable death
That's what I deserve
In this world of mess

Funeral

Love a prison inside of me
Death, the one who set me free

Monsters

Do not speak to me of freedoms lost
Until you have watched
A mother drop to her knees
And scream so loud
it comes out silent 
And it is deafening 
Because even though there is no breath 
Left in her to carry the sound 
Everything decibel of her grief 
wraps itself around your throat 
as you try desperately to remain serene 
Knowing after that door is closed 
Your news delivered 
She will stare into a dark closet for hours
Wishing she could protect her baby 
from the monsters out here as easily as the ones in there.

Never Forget

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hehehe

you forget us 
we never forget you
u neglected your health
never clean after being dirty 
it will be fine you thought
will you be fine?

you followed your gluttony
eating atrociously 
Unknown kinds of animals, you ate
it will be fine, you thought
yes you did
here we are
Years after years 
we claimed thousands of you
with different names
death plague, Ebola, Spanish flu and cholera 
are just some of our names

we might be different
yet we will always 
be there for you 
when you least expected

Such death tolls
from epidemics to pandemics 
caused by such 
teensy weensy microbes
no, nano microbes

you cannot see us,  
does not mean we are not there

Hehehe
be wary, be wary
we are watching you always
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Premium Member The Grim Reaper

In the shadows of my mind
I see there painted black
Suffering as if he’s blind
In the darkness is his knack

Pain and sorrow he brings
Knowing that we dread
The day when he rings
The bell whom we’ve fled

Our demise brings him glee
Like it will bring others grief
From him we cannot flee
He comes around like a thief

For tender worries to remind
Why he might hold back
His grim touch unassigned
Demise that will attack

Mysterious and filled with fear
He delights in our termination
Welcoming us any time of the year
With a sad and gloomy flirtation

Whether morning, noon or night
He isn’t a respecter of persons
Often greeting us with fight
Against some illness that worsens

Ethereal silence accompanies him
With a vague, misty beckoning
Coloring our hearts a deep grim
Because it’s the day of reckoning

As I contemplate the time of death
With curiosity that is quite eerie
I am assured that I will draw breath
In paradise where it is never dreary





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The Queen of the Drowned I

Sinking down into the Atlantic’s depths,
I watch dark bodies drown.
Wails transform into bubbles,
Salty water suffocating lungs.
Seawater or tears, it could be either one.
These tossed bodies are mine to claim.
My subjects, my people, the discarded.
They can not survive within the ocean,
Thus they are to drown.
Here they are thrown over a ship’s side.
Since no one wants them, they’ll be mine,
For I am the Queen of the Drowned.

Things To Resolve Before the End of Time

things to resolve before the end of time

as I get older
I realize 
that there are many things
left undone
in this life 
of mine
many things left 
to resolve
before my time
on this world 
comes to an end 
but the one thing 
that will never end
is my love for you

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