Deathbed Poems - Poems about Deathbed

Pronounced brow with eyes sunken in, her last meal was just medicine, struggle one by one for every respiration, it's as though it's asphyxiation, the only good hand graps the window sill, almost as though she has a regret still, what it may be I do not know, 91 years is a very long go, two sons she has buried before, only to encompass...

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I have seen the destitute in their health and company, More joyful than a lonely king languishing on his throne: On his deathbed, you see him defeatedly lay, With not a single reason to stay. His cure wasn’t served in a golden chalice, And his gloomy prison was his mighty palace. Nor...

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Deathbed Prayer I asked my pastor to pray At the deathbed of my uncle With my aunt and me He shuffled his feet and Looked away in an awkward And most uncomfortable way I, too, was uneasy But not for the same reasons My tears flowed freely As my heart was breaking He bowed his head And said a quick prayer Why would he be Awkward with me Or...

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I sit here and I ponder will I be one of yours? A deathbed confession that you have to relieve yourself of before exiting this world A regret, a mistake, a lonely night without her there, a gentle touch to ease your pain but running like hell once you got scared Fearing deep within that one day...

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We'll dread If we're on our deathbed We'll cry For we're going to die That sin It's a turmoil within So pale To feel so very frail In hours I'll give you a flower Suppose I'll give you a red rose Last breath So taste the kiss of death Track: The Lost Boys - Cry Little Sister Track: Slipknot - Psychosocial...

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Remembrance for a choker in my deathbed (Read-only version, a knick-knack too) Precious finger, the witnessing one, Count The forehead of a pious one, leaving a mark Glowing along days and nights, prayer mats, in trying times And prayers at dusk. Prayers valid till the sternest hairline dawn. I touched his forehead, long...

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After papa succumbed to congestive heart failure October 7th, 2020 yours truly neglected fulfilling promised score. I did shirk maintaining bond with youngest sister who when a boy especially fond regarding said sibling whereat myself and and Shari Todd played cat and mouse chasing each other to pond necessitating both of us to traverse wooded thicket simultaneously waving our magic wand. Boyhood of mine chock full of memories framing me...

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During the essence of my last breath, Know and bear in mind I was broken hearted, Under the light and shadow of death What is to live was bred, Hear my knock on the heavens door till my last seventh I ain’t complete, A piece of me went wild and missing cause being lies and deceit, Take it and consider when I...

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Mind is racing Limbs are aching I feel the end is nigh All alone in night unending Time a torturous lie. Brain fermenting Thoughts fragmenting Shatter in glass shards Fingers soon to dust returning Hold fast my deck of cards Fear...

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Deathbed When we are old and youth is in their hands, I will be with you; heed my plans, For I have waited for a lifetime, To sit with you inside the sunshine. I have since long ago dreamed of your love. My wife of all time, my future and past, My present and my bride in the above. The two of us...

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Lying in bed.. In my deathbed Don't have much time.. I am filled.. with nostalgia.. Memories of which I will always cherish.. Within my deepest thoughts I imagine I am a child again the child inside me.. Such joyful memories .. Memories of running so freely in the grass.. Holding hands with my playmates.. Sharing secrets Laughter.. The innocence of it all.. Years progressing.. From childhood.. To adolescent To adulthood.. Being a curious teen.. Having...

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When of your hand my eyes are closed -When of loss your eyes are clothed, Understand that sleeping is not death And that death is not proud. Was it for joke why Jesus defeated death? Have you seen that I have been Brave to save my soul from grave? Enslave the devil for sins he crave...

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Binding red ribbons around silken syllables Combing wisdom from my eyelids Stroking ashes from my hair psalms of our palms sleeping in each pore Meet me in death Do not look at my hands Do not kiss these opaque lips They are too old to forgive too young to forget...

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Life on a death bed Bending boughs of flaxen curls Loose tendrils frame and swirl In the wind and rain Liquid snakes stain Your cheeks Black streaks A masterpiece in mixed media of life and death White moonlight lights the ball of your face Your face a sculpture in pain A study of Nocturne in Black and Gold You are a location Ambiguous emotion set...

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A deathbed needs no blankets no warmth, or soft or kin for he'll never come back out again, once that he's tucked in A deathbed has no kindness, no glows or sweet perfume for Death steals all of this away and in it's place leaves bitter gloom A deathbed keeps no safety no feel of family near no one need be close, they've...

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