Die Out Poems - Poems about Die Out

...I hate this world I'm living in I hate it to the core I hate this world in living in Can't take it anymore The hate that sparks a genocide Does anybody care? The theft, the lies, the cover up......Read the rest...

...I remember when clean air used to follow us home. Leaves and mud would too, but they didn’t hurt us. Clean air used to swirl. We would enjoy the purity. So would bees and wasps. I didn’t care fo......Read the rest...

...What is the feeling of being alone? Alongside with guilt Without anyone but a stone With your name engraved on it Death is like a torture With no hesitation There is uncertainty If it's all......Read the rest...

...You're my bestfriend and you passed away, I feel saudade. But our friendship will never fade. A part of me die when you departed. But our memories still live, since we've parted. If I can turn......Read the rest...

...Friday morning, here I stand on a hill, alone again Trying to brave the heat and the pain Thinking about tomorrow from the shadows of yesterday Misty is the path of today But I still believ......Read the rest...

...I am a loser Why? Why? Why are you killing me? Why? Emma Why? You are rich I am poor Leave me alone Leave me alone Love your father Love your father He has money He has mo......Read the rest...

... Love is not blind but because of it’s unpredictability and it’s elusiveness It can, at times, be a little difficult to see. Other times, however, it is as palpable as can be We can feel it in ou......Read the rest...

...Early on in the beginning, you sought to make my dream come true. You brought me out beneath the stars so that I could dance with you! At first, you sat and watched me as I smiled and I t......Read the rest...

...(FICTION, PLEASE. It is easy for me to write in the first person, but nearly all my poems are fiction. Please don't attribute this poem to me. I loved my wife to distraction. For ten years she......Read the rest...

...I’m writing with pen. Scribbling and doodling. Writing a rough draft. Then an even rougher draft. Falling asleep and knocking coffee all over my pages. Using up my whole notebook. Running to th......Read the rest...

...Here's a story poem about a girl's tragic descent, imbued with dark imagery: A Broken Doll's Lament Tiny fingers, a gap in the wood, a scene etched in fright, A scream ripped from silence, shatter......Read the rest...

...Trust in the Lord with all of your heart and lean not to your own understanding; in all of your ways acknowledge him and he will direct your paths. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord......Read the rest...

...Double pain in my heart The sad I feel tears me apart From my our family I had to band my brother That would of killed our mother The operation didn't hurt this bad Or make me as sad Truth is......Read the rest...

...I deserve it at this point, I see it coming every time. I know your promises are hollow, and your love riddled with lies. I've stayed this long just hoping (that) maybe one day things could......Read the rest...

...If I ever die, come to my grave to bestow blossoms And add grief to condolencing customs I’ll embrace your flowers, because I never did, being alive Or I should say, your flowers waited for my dea......Read the rest...