Death Free Verse Poems

I told Lara,
told her we would meet again.

Her on the metal table,
the light bleeding over
stainless steel and clinging to
arm hair’s, draining
color from her matted fur.

In...

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After so many bad things happened
He felt nothing for so long
It was as if he was in a coma
All his pain stopped hurting
Love was something...

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The tides of time sweep my soul away
from the life anchored in the present
to the distant obscure shore left forever,
that’s the receding past yet to...

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moribund she wondered what

the postmortem would leave

other than a dead body and wounds

made by the many scalpels of life

operations gone wrong and stitch-ups

with sutures festering...

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I have sat here for long
Beside the burning stove, in the lingering smoke
Of the spices and heat
My face burns and my hand hurts
My eyes fill...

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Everyone always expects a butterfly,
When they find that fearless cocoon;
Hanging over certain death,
And inviting a birth from a new womb.
They expect a sunrise to arise,
To...

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The Unknown

There's life after death or so they say.
Have you ever heard the dead speak?
They are looking down on you!
Really how do you know?
Is it...

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Verse by verse i poured into you
   Sing me with your lips,in a voice full throated

  Dancing and whirling,all i know
 ...

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Going, gasping, grasping for breath
Doing, dreading, dancing for death
Walking a mile away, just to be a mile near the end
Friend, fiend, foe all walk hand...

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lest we forget angels
lifting up
the fallen child,
the one within
the rocking carriage.
thumb-sucker delicacies,
in fetal position,
cosseted by wings
of a fan, blowing
away the neonatal blanket.
lest we forget angels
just...

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When birds sing sweetly , 


bright notes fall on deaf ears.

My sightless sockets
no longer watch the setting sun descend 
in orange splendour
behind purple hills.
My fleshless...

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An Afternoon Walk. 

It is after midday,
And, filled with wine and warm food,
We flatten the wet grass
With clumsy trudge.

Leaves reveal the sun’s prismatic flashes,
Intermittent arrows...

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Winter is how Mother Nature waters her gardens.
Spring is how Mother Earth revives her lands.
Summer is how the Mother of All nurtures her beloveds.
Autumn is...

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I could die right now and I wouldn't mind.
Sooner or later you would find, for so long,
I've had this death wish of mine....

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This SoothSayer's Warning – July 24th, 2021

Dire prognostications 
(terrestrial inhabitants blithely heeded)
with contemporary age
fortune tellers foretell day of (w)reckoning,

sans total mortal kombat annihilation
when human (and...

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