Decay Poems - Poems about Decay

As sunlight paints all in gold A cresting wave Along a distant bay Gulls cry high into a clear sky Its tyrannical son burns all away. Summer has come What beautiful decay As evening dies on horizons blade A splash of crimson Deep in forgotten May Amber n indigo lay lazy on the shores Autumn lingers behind the day What beautiful decay A chill frosts...

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volatile observation suspended amidst reality and fiction, subdued voice echoes down a hallway of convictions; like a despotic fog blurring options for a swarm of insects who eventually finds way to a lizard's grotesque carcass. a feeling, in my gravel ribs, this might be a dead end staring up at the sky, an atheist's hollow vision; air and venom flowing...

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Look out for the flickering lights; I heard some glass shattering shards geting swallowed in the hurricane's tyranny and tyranny pleading at patriarchy's feet. Look out for the desparation; penetrating out of familiar, rough gilded eyes flowers wrapped in hands withering over time and love swirling among the rusted frames    of oldest bus stand of town....

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In a deep indigo night, bright sliver moonlight shines across a barren land. On a lonely hill, a manor stands… its windowed eyes to a world blind. Staring into the void, sublime wind tumbles desolate sands. Broken, old, dried skeletal branches sway the last fleeting remains of a harsh day… A figure bare in bones n thin pale skin standing in the...

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This is your home address, you said Seems like so many years ago Now it’s a memory asset We don’t live there anymore The lawn has grown a bit too high No one shall come to sweep the leaves From the doorstep, and the sky Hangs down low over the hills Your flower beds are in decay No one will care for the...

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We are weary of words, endlessly taken and tossed, Singing day and night without ever being lost. Like the clear moon in the sky, one thing clear: “Fish always decay, starting from the head.” A person who reaches their goal walks with purpose, Thinks carefully before taking their course. A child’s education and upbringing, Is formed first and foremost in the family...

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END TIMES : TWO End time dramas continue to unfold as foretold tribes of Judah and Gad united in ether descending conspiring to pull Matrix strings across rooms boom death Will hidden documents forged a trigger activates illicit action Centre remains perfection resurrection Claim no marriage for money honeyed both are paper thin dust speckled dragonflies glide into geraniums cry Truth mourns hen-chicken...

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On walks, my dog loves to sniff death and decay, and never seems to ponder ~ how things got to be this way. ...

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I am the remnants of a man, The embers, not the fire; I am the leavings in the can, The smile without desire....

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For a moment Life feels like how it's supposed to be For a moment I can tell my mom that I am free For a second You become the forgotten memories For a second I know where I'm meant to be But for hours I've drowned my sorrow in tears For hours I've wondered if the knife was near For days I've sold my...

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I’m decaying prematurely, with a marked efficiency I never utilized in life. Bits of ash float from my mouth each time it opens and my hands mark all I touch with a temporary smudge. I’m going out like a burning star. I can feel it. My friends receive text after text of inane thoughts impossible for anyone to appreciate. They have no value; I’m...

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Nuclear warfare?... Nuclear warfare, the storm's on the brink, How will it happen? Where will you sink? When the tidal wave of war crashes from the sea, What’s the first thought? Kids and my partner, gotta be. Holdin' hands as we vanish in the mist, End the war, nuclear warheads, clenched fists. UK next, for aiding Ukraine’s fight, Keir Starmer’s lies, truth in the night. Are we blind, do...

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I'm at ease in nature its informality- ignoring stains of unknown origin in the crease of my blue jeans Church is rigid like a crucifix, everything in its proper place Nature makes the sweetest grape church turns it into the spirit of sacrifice. Nature is honest -carefree without need to lie church has many closets without exits or alibis My imperfections are...

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BREAKING: [WEALTHY VENTURE CAPITALIST] BUYS [PLOT OF LAND] FOR [INDUSTRIAL EXPANSION] [CIGARETTES] AND [TYLENOL] [TORNIQUETES] AND [ALCOHOL] LOOPY DOOPY [LAUGHING GAS] [COLORS] [FLAVORS] [SASSAFRAS] FOR [FALSE SENSE OF FULFILLMENT], TRY [ARTIFICIAL PRODUCT MARKETED TO MASSES] [HOUSE FIRES] AND [CAR COLLISIONS] [BURNING TIRES] [FIRST INCISION] POKING AT YOUR [LUNGS] AND [HEART] [PURVEYOR] TO SELL YOUR [PARTS] [SELF MUTILATION] AND [SHEDDING SKIN] IS ALL THE RAGE [RUBBER HOSES]...

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My time has finally come. The consequences of my actions have once again caught up to me. Though in truth i was never running. Looking back i can't help but wonder what kept going wrong. Why couldn't I just do it right. To be so cursed yet blessed at the same time. Fatalism inhibited my progress. Fatalism weakens my resolve. It's a...

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