Deaths Poems - Poems about Deaths

...Not every opportunity is a good opportunity. when some opportunities come to mislead some strong leaders who understand themselves, they always take strong decisions to avoid disappointment......Read More

...Each of them had one A golden shovel To sweep away the detritus Of life’s lingering keepsakes Scratching the gold-plated spears Dodging deaths deadline Struggling to be remembered Ecologica......Read More

...Yes, it is a good question especially when even most of the unbelieving world believes both in Noah, his family, his ark of safety and the global flood that destroyed all of God's creation not aboa......Read More

...In the spellbinding of a darkened opened Door. Do we gather in fear and yet wanting more? Enticing is the enigmatic persona of the reaper. That is perceived as deaths dark Secret keeper. Soon, ......Read More

...A flower at the budding stage which Will never now reach full bloom, This flower’s potential left unfurled, A flower cut much too soon. ......Read More

...I spend most time within this grave Unmarked and deathly silent I met my end remaining brave Which made it no less violent Pressed to death for 3 long days Only asking for more weight Not thi......Read More

...The white tribe In Europe and in other countries, with sizable white populations, the worry is, are the white becoming a minority? It used to be easy, the white were the English, Scottish, and, ......Read More

...I am overjoyed over our mortality. Because if we were immortal, I wouldn't feel the need to hold your hand. I wouldn't feel the need to love you every day in fear that tomorrow I won't be able to. If......Read More

...Plandemic hectic Fast paced a new story' One death too many Fighting for freedom? Lies versus everything No deaths too many!......Read More

...Beyond the mourning of bereavement Today marks fourth anniversary of tragic deaths an aching breaking heart – mine remembers four extinguished breaths. (dashed – not while riding off in a wh......Read More

... Seconds slide into minutes minutes into years Only pausing to rejoice birthdays and graduations weddings and deaths Marks on the calendar to celebrate another creaking joint and fading memor......Read More

... Those Days of Covid and Roses 4/8/2020 Those days~no, no, not terribly so long ago. When a theatre was still open with an excellent show!......Read More

...When doves cry, it makes my blood boil. I grit my teeth in rage and spit in deaths face. Crocodile tears from the white pigeon that flies through the ashes of the hand who guided the blade that ......Read More

...A diadem of sovereignty, a symbol of royalty made up of Unique jewel of valley surrounded by the rarest gold of Mountains Waited for it's rightful place to dwell with all its treasures and troubl......Read More

...Like a nymph walking through the woods, She glides soundlessly through the trees, Remembering their lost childhoods, She lifts her face to feel the breeze, And soft leaves crunc......Read More