Death Love Poems - Poems about Death Love

A fragile heart laments these lifeless limbs a price paid for lifes unwanted torments. As I drift, the fugacious sun begins to dim, to conscious dreams, of youths sweet innocence. Your makeup still sleeps on sheets of silk while I languish in the beauty of your scent, Love slipping through my fingertips like soap, I closed my eyes too long, now...

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reversed and reformed repost edit. once before humans walked the earth. before Adam and Eve before the trees and the air we breathe there was one- one physical body with four legs four arms and two heads as well as one soul accompanied by one heart. as full of love and self as they could be....

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embraced by a ghost scent of hair I recognize like time never passed...

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This thing called Death Lay me down by the one I love In the light from the moon above Let me hear his quiet breath As we face this thing called death Let me gaze upon his face Feel his body his warm embrace See the way he looks at me This is how love is supposed to be Lay me down by the...

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How do we do it? How do we go on when the ones that we love are no more? How do we face it, when each day is done and there’s no footsteps crossing the floor? When the house is so empty, and so is your heart and the silence can drive you insane When the memories of love lost, are...

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The sickness is quiet, like the way winter creeps in. First with a chill, then with a silence so heavy it makes your ears ring. I carry it in my bones, in the soft tissue of my ribs, in the tiny thread between heartbeats that whispers: it’s not much longer...

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Blinding lights, the smell of chlorhexidine Green colored scrubs, white coats and the strange red of povidone-iodine A place where chaos and calm coexist as two sides of a coin A realm where anguish and hope align, a balance between both cruel and divine It’s a glimpse of hope for some, for others it’s a livelihood It’s a place where...

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the snow undissolved amid my heart wanders eternal as does my avidity its difficult to accept “to move on to forget” six feet yet unreachable how will this feeling melt my everything lost tomorrow ‘we’ wander, separate, absent as I hang by the blistering icicle I want to accept but never forget will a 'farewell' do me as to liberty my tears frozen yet sentiments warm let our memories perpetual...

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When I am dead, all the things I wrote, all the things I said, that made you criticize, irritated and distressed, made you uncomfortable in your heart and the head, will become dearer, be the sorrow a real good measure, will bring tears if you let the thought stand nearer and will turn into love instead. The love that I wanted and you did not understand. (27.03.2025)...

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angel of my life as I lay dying this night won't you come again...

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Drowning anguish, Black bleached seamstress, In eyes share intimacy, In life comes wonder, An ire forelivid, A tomorrow for two, Stars wretched in darkness, Breathing for the hand, Of the dark ocean hue....

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She is eighteen and tattoos are the latest rage." I'd like a tattoo please" she asks. I see a young girl in a messy ponytail and wonder if she'll pick something gaudy, then I will have to oblige. The boldness of youth can appear so uncouth yet reveal so much truth. "I want a tattoo...

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He remembered seeing the couple Walking In the woods Hand in hand It was an image that would stay with him forever The couple In the woods There had been no sign of them The couple Hand in hand Walking In the woods He remembered a time When he held her hand Walking In the woods It’s been a long time Since they've seen the couple Hand in hand In the woods He would cherish...

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*Vaaz= vase You offered roses delivered thorns, blood drips and your body adorns ~ Slumped, soaked in crimson your heart forever mine, retribution has come, my bloody valentine—by Poet Once upon a time lived Angel, an androgynous white knight Diamonds in rings and pearls on strings, he’d often gift The reddest of roses, bluest of violets, specifics...

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The sun does arise, On the valley sweet, The birds & pups wise, Call our kits to meet. The hoots & hollers, Sound loud for miles; Yet! Amiss is one collar, Lone in the Sky Isles. The sun does down, On the green hills tired, Lining the vale round, Our pets to bed retired. The whistles...

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