Graveyard Poems - Poems about Graveyard

...What did I do? I don’t understand my life I don’t understand the Life I am suffering a lot Day by day and day to day When will this be over? When? When?! Evil psychopaths following me Psy......Read the rest...

...(prelude) the buzzing of the evening insects presage evil ! here are black wolves ! here are ghosts and fiends and here are blackest of demons ! and black be the murk ton......Read the rest...

...Love and life Love Love Love and life Love and life Love, because I haven’t got it Life, because I have it Love Graveyard and paradise Love and life Love and life Love me or leave me......Read the rest...

...Do you remember that young guy called Sandy, the lad who was always predicting the future? Joe said he died a couple of days ago. The guys were joking, he didn’t predict that. The guys would be wron......Read the rest...

...Feeling of death I feel death Why? Everyday Graveyard feeling Crypt feeling Why? Master: Someone wants to kill you. Vilmos: Who? Master: Your love. Vilmos: Master, don’t lie. ......Read the rest...

...In this psychological warfare, where the fate of Romeo and Juliet has not discouraged lovers I was warned, "tread carefully, only move forward if you are prepared to battle against satanic ad......Read the rest...

...I speak of peace You call me a war monger I offer you a hand You refuse it for it is empty I share my lunch with you You complain it is not enough I am concerned about the state of my country ......Read the rest...

...Beyond the grave of Beni Blue was an aging twisting branching Yew Young Beni liked to play and hide as he did the day he died In a forgotten graveyard corner it grew hiding a doorway known by ......Read the rest...

...Oh my dear Cerise, Though your tear ducts stain blue, With the petals you pluck, Singing faint words of 'He loves me not', As the flower wilts in your hands. Dear Cerise don't cry, As they cr......Read the rest...

...Losing direction is quicker than taking a deep breath when fear frightens us, and that's our wake-up call to stark reality; why do we give more attention to banality than to God who gives and t......Read the rest...

...there's something there, that draws me in, like a mosquito to a flame. my sorrow blooms, it swells away so swiftly - keeping me at bay. i glance back at the dark - see nothing. if i approach,......Read the rest...

...In the tapestry of life, memories weave their threads, and the echoes of past workplaces linger like faint perfume. Seacrest, with its morning shifts and graveyard hours, left an indelible mark—a mix......Read the rest...

...Life in Budapest Life in Budapest is unforgettable years’ moments It happened so many years ago, time is older Just my memory is lively, past is younger Yes, I live in the present past, it’s ......Read the rest...

...smoke sour and singed crawls from my lips. too deep I did go, now I’ve lost my wit. In a graveyard of ticks, I’ve dug my own bed. They drain me alive, then leave me with heads. Detached from th......Read the rest...

...Never had I met you Still I know your name, Because of the notoriety Because of the fame Written in stone Forever and a day, Many gone too soon Seems to happen that way Halls of Hollyw......Read the rest...