Deathtime Poems - Poems about Deathtime

Deathtime

The heat from the night 
breaks the sweat.

In my face and with 
distaste.

I am ice cold.

Shivers runs the spirals 
suede.

Crystallized are my 
thoughts.

Freezing my memories 
inside my head.

What to ever is left for 
my sins in the land of 
forever.

I will burden the 
carrying of my cross.

From one specific time 
to point me in the

Fading To Darkness

A time to fly
A time to live
A time to die
As I take this blade to my wrist
I cut it with a swift flick
As my worries and fears drain away
I start to remember our memories
They flash in front of me 
Those flashes of joy
I start to slip
I feel i'm falling
It's getting dark
I feel your kiss one

The Reminder

The single church bells eerie boom
Serves only to enhance the gloom,
They pass the freshly open tomb
They’ve come to say goodbye.

The vicar speaks in solemn drone
Of someone he has never known, 
Someone with whom they all have grown 
For they are all his friends

Standing in silence in a pew
Recalling things they used to do,
The things as

There Is Call Now

there is call now
it's time to go
it's tough time to leave
when i have strong desire to live

now there is no hope
 i am stuck in a well 
that's devoid of rope

i knew it, but still
argue with god for some extra days
when there are no ways

still my works are pending 
earlier it was me,
who wasted time

Scared To Shed a Tear

When mommy told me, that you were at rest
I had to think, of what to do best
Although we had, so little times shared
Deep down inside, i knew you always cared

         From the moment we are born, we start to die
       

Leisure For Ever

LEISURE For EVER






LEISURE FOR EVER
FOR SOME IT’S JUST A POINT INVISIBLE FEEL
LEISURE FOR EVER
AS A TASK SUSPICIOUS SYMBOL
TRY TO WRITE AND APPEASE
PERCEIVE ANCESTORS IN GOOD TIME OF SOCIETY


YOU CAN’T GIVE UP JUST BECAUSE 
IT LOOKS LIKE YOU LOOSING UP
NO  NO  NO  NO


LEISURE FOR EVER
LYING DOWN ON HIS FLANK AS QUIET AS THE

March 10, 2011

death can come 
in the blink of an eye

you can't see it comming
when it comes from the sky

health does'nt matter
when it's your time to die

death is lurking 
allways near by

a wind, a wave, someones gun
too much of a medicine even the sun

a crash, a bite, a sexual encounter
nothing can stop it not even cowards

jealosy, hatred,

Another Boring Tragedy

Another boring tragedy

She comes everyday in my 
grave yard,
n being crying for me for years..
But the time was not so evil 
before,
the days were not of tears.
The time we spent, the dreams 
we dreamt,
are shattered. Oh! My dear..
Some cloud swallowed us and 
left some dust,
but now i have no fear.

The Day You Died

the day you died was just another day
i got ready for school 
did my work 
then went home
i hadn't realized 
did i realize 
i wanted to scream
i tried to forget
but every time i fell asleep
you were there 
i could not get rid of you
i thought for days 
nothing worked
i tried my best 
all my emotions

The End

Place the coins over my eyes,
and lay me down to sleep. 
This mortal coil has sprung its last,
its time for me to leave.

This time has been no time at all, 
its true they say it flyes, 
Id like to be a fly on the wall, 
to see the truths and lies. 

I was taught as

Mum

Mum

  Mum, let her sleep mother,
  For it’s time, time to lay fatigue bone,
  Time to cover up with a quiet rest forever,
  After much ruffled in the,
  Dust wrapper and grave sheets.
  You have done, done most
  For you would no longer mourned,
  Wailed in tears

Tale After Death

AND ON THE 25TH OF DECEMBER,
19-, I DIED AS A STRICT SATANIC MEMBER;
CALLED HOME BY MY FATHER STILL TO BE KNOWN-
BUT HAD I ANY HOPE? I BELIEVE NONE.

I CAME TO MY SENSES, THE AREA COLD, 
AND I FELT A WEIGHT ON ME IN THE COLD  HOLD;
A  STRANGLING WEIGHT, AN UNKNOWN HUMAN BEING:
BUT I

Angel of Death

What happened to the days
When time wasn't so fast?
We look toward the future
While forgetting our past

And as we grow older
Time really does fly
We just close our eyes 
And life passes us by

The days seem like minutes
It's here, then it's gone
The nights go by quickly
Not lasting as long

The moment we're born
Our body starts to die
Thinking life's

The Hourglass

The Hourglass
Julie Ann Saavedra
1-04-2010
We think we have forever,
As the seasons ebb and flow,
The sand in the hourglass empties,
We watch our children grow.
We believe we have another day,
We have time to spare
The sand is slowly shifting,
We feel it in the air,
The hands are slowly moving,
The silent burning drum,
That echoes in our consciousness,
That hints of days to

Death Is Near

Hush now don't say a word
Death is near
I'm not scared
Don't have no fears
I know what is happening here
Don't treat me as though I'm gone
Enjoy these moments here
Soon I will suffer no more
My time is near
The good Lord is here
My name has been picked to go
My time has come now
I am going home with Him
The Lord

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