Grave Poems | Examples of Grave Poetry

Hiroshima – eighty years since August 6th, 1945 About fourteen and a half years before my birth, yours truly not even a twinkle in the eyes of his then young father and mother the former born April 9th 1929, while the latter would be turning ten that upcoming November 13th living in destitution with her three older siblings (in proximity...

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Most wars are fought for nought neither problems solved nor solutions sought Thousands upon thousands upon thousands die, for what ~ that their partner-in-arms dig for them...

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Sophomore year, arguably one of the worst years in a teenage life. I met you when i was at my lowest, innocence being challenged. You preyed on that. You broke me in so many ways you refuse to see. I saved you, in my bathroom, throw up from a Percocet all over you. I held you, i comforted you, i...

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small graves - more horror packed per acre on holy land ...

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The day they proclaimed addiction to be a disease is the day drug abuse spread like a weed The powers that be profit from prolonged disease not so much from personal responsibility they legalized dope to keep people pacified and numb then lay tax on the working man-play us for chumps They've turned this country from a cool place to...

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Generally, I am on the Clean Side; but, garden soil is my rich exception -- I wallow in it, a piggy for the scent and feel -- Sort of like, training wheels on bicycles are for sissies, glove-less, I dip and knead; saturate and soak. Claw! Compact! Sniff the compost, deeply investing with bacteria: praising, composing a reverent hymn, How gloriously Efficient Is Nature!~ our Mother recycling, wasting nothing, reusing...

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The dead that now know God's move in ~predestined~ wind Sift through the free grass. You must be longer in there than I am this staid. Above you, to leave Where distant dogs bark, since then My fallen soul buries rest....

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sweet death be not afraid to dance upon thy sweet grave while the devil who plays a mean red fiddle kindle the fire with flame shall dance upon thy sweet grave...

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Sneaking through the graveyard in the dead of night to a hidden garden in full moonlight you want to be careful better beware the fiery eyes of the scarecrow's stare if the spell is broken you open Pandora's Box and it's lights out for the jack-o-lanterns they're in for a nasty shock you have to be careful better beware the Halloween screams of your worst nightmare 'cause something's jumping in...

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In the moonlight almost midnight clearly witching hour is nearly here time for ghosts gremlins goblins ghouls beware the phantoms but have no fear don't take candies or sweets from strangers you will meet as there be scary zombies out there on the streets and if you don't believe then when trick or treating ask and ye shall receive for tonight is All Hallows' Eve ...

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Deceit's bitter taste lingers like burial rice cooked in familiar space The sharp edge of betrayal cuts deep from within, a wound that never heals Innocence fades like pencil marks erased as life's indelible script unfolds The ground beneath our feet will be our roof a somber truth we cannot escape Loyalty's test lies in water's gentle flow yet...

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I sit alone where the gravestones moan    And wicked winds wail wild Where willows weep and shifting shadows creep    And the dark is deep and defiled Ghostly sighs where the lantern light dies    Death spoke my name in a sable rain With a voice both grave and grim Tapped his bone on the cold gravestone As a...

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A place of peace and calm Miles upon miles of graves sites Memorials telling their life stories Souls lifted up to glory Lived in the flesh Endless rest Sleep on in your years You lived to preserver Their tomorrows arrived Now they slumber Days, years and nights numbered Their names gathered Eternity mount Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust The Sun rises casting shadows over each tombstone Smiles seen through...

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To keep my words from falling apart, I need the blood that leaves my heart. I chose to stay and face the pain, so it won’t feel so strange again. I wrote the will to still remain, to give my empty words a name. I gave my body, left it bare— was that enough to make them care? I closed my throat, I...

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I have been reborn and have soared with aggressive force out of my coffin As I emerge from the cosmic womb covered in my Mother's blood Now I'm creator, now I'm universe....

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