Eulogy Poems for the Death of a Love One

God made you from clay with his hands
Beautiful and pure like the rose you are.
Pink cheeks and eyes sparkling like stars,
Yet, unknown we were of...

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A tiny girl, given to us but only for a little while,
Tine feet, tiny hands with the biggest smile, 
A million memories, hugs and kisses...

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He was light of Complexion
But that was only a Reflection
Laughingly he was not a complex Man
That was the fast race he Ran
On his feet he...

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The wind beats heavy against our hearts today.
It feels harsh, and sudden, and cruel, and cold,
and although the wind is wildly strong,
it can never be...

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She remembers
The depth of his blue eyes
And how he once told her
Sullen and pensive
That should she precede him
He had it all worked out and
Knew exactly...

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GERMANY 


From Black Forest’s leafy velvet
Breathing fresh air over the land;
From the fertile earth of the sheltered Rhine,
Or where Goethe and Handel wrote their elegies;
From...

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Not the red rose of love
Nor the red lips of passion
Stop the red heart of man
in a red death of ration.
...

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When Evil dances,
good hearts are stopped,
grief swells into an ocean,
asked, why him? why her?
why did they have to die?

No answers are given, for none
can be...

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The Cemetery

A stone shall mark all those that came before
with names engraved forever to be known,
their soul, if saved, in bliss forevermore,
their body in the...

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The Procession

Through love we make the passage into light.
In gardens lush each mourner stood abreast.
Then hand in hand they walked up to the site
she chose...

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Should n't I feel so sad, when my father is dead
Should I feel Like others? Clearly knowing their fathers dead

They were truely happy  at...

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I hold it up again today; the world,
Pregnant with magical dimples
Of a child's reckless abandon,
And look at the face,
Then I look at the deep cut
And...

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Tragic is the end of Pompeii

Incarcerated in molten graves

The once thriving elitist lifestyle ended

Now in quietude they lay

And the culture that they created swept away

All...

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Dripping water

Dripping blood

Laying in this now cold bath

Life is ebbing slowly away

As the colour from me fades

To a sickly shade of whitish grey

I have longed...

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Brutality

Ambushed outside a village
some of the enemy were killed
their bodies tied to our tracks
to drag back trough the village
there to stay as a warning;
our unit...

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She wrote only of death, and the bell did toll.
I guess you could say that she dug her own hole.




Written 4/11/2108
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The final call of the last male of a species ,
Sounds a bit like a broken record, 
Or maybe it sounds like choking blood, 
Red,...

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Pity the F$$l
who tried to double cross him
Not a smart move
trying to take a piece of his action
Got a bag of gangster tools,
when you gotta...

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With a little tightening round the waist 
the skinny day comes out to taste the 
fatness of the light
I am in sight of something great...

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