Hearse Poems - Poems about Hearse

The journey lasted for not more than forty glorious and blessed years Before your smiles gradually faded as you journeyed to a land far away, The hearse swallowed you into its belly, while hearkening not to our fears, It sirened off with the streams of our cries flowing far beyond our doorways, You were interred in that hot...

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Transport has arrived to take him away. Was he awake in that apartment? Will he stare through dead eyes, or living eyes that cannot see, lacking attention? So many old are claimed from this block of flats, put into ambulance or hearse. We raise an eyebrow somewhat. It makes such interesting traffic. (Jun 2022)...

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that was the second worst car accident he had this week too soon...

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A foul breath of misty, cold, damp air brushed across my cheek, caressing hair; then, unhurriedly, around neckline while slinking languidly down my spine, which shivered at that, and eerie sound; of a four-beat rhythm; shod hooves on ground. Unearthly screams from deep dark shadows; the murderous caws of old black crows disturbed by a corpse in passing hearse. I held a button and...

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Run Over With A Hearse After I suffering from a caustic curse, Hit awful man in head with my purse; Were married; Child carried, Then had to run over with a hearse. Jim Horn...

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Instead of being a chick magnet, my vehicle is a curse. No woman will go out with me because I own a hearse. I bought my hearse because it runs great and it was dirt cheap. But when women see it, they slap my face and call me a creep. I finally got a date with the woman of...

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I seen something weird the other day, for it's surely not funny It's was about the sad desperate way of peoples love of money Only the hearse and the U-haul behind, I couldn't help but see How this man was so blind and that now he will never be free They both stopped at the light neither driver seeming...

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From Birth to Hearse ‘Tis said that we are sinners - all before we ever rise - we fall. Is there no way to beat the curse that follows us - from birth - to hearse? For we are bathed in living’s dreams darkened halls with violet themes, the orange maw of changelings hue transfiguring through greens – to blue, windblown brushstroke-fashioned clouds move...

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Prayers descend like acid rain from oligarch-soaked manchurians, stumping for elected office, praising hybrid demigods, passing out vouchers to the peasants. A slow rumbling- part of the night-sounds-of-curfew; descends like fire ants. Cleaners of the guilt, hidden in plain faith, unable or unwilling to walk, feign blindness, darkness helps. Cellphone towers only reflect scripted light, as memories of real sunshine,...

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Liar, liar, burn in fire corruption is your sire like the metastasis of cancer you are no star though the lights shine on you you're a black hole taking everything into you. Yet, liar, this is not your fault you may hear others say Nay! You are the maker of your own fortune Nurtured by your everlasting avarice charity is the...

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I've forgotten The taste of life The sweetness in my mouth Has long ran rancid My wine too dry And my bread in no time will be mossy with mold Remind me Remind me how to feel Joy Inside, I feel as though A thousand have died A funeral for each A thousand coffins lay in my mind A thousand days to feel unhappy inside....

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Long and tedious Short and sweet Medium and unfulfilled It doesn’t see the substance in It It calls whenever It pleases Good or bad Success or failure Lonely or lovely In Its eyes it’s all the same It’s spoilt with choice Rich or poor Learned or illiterate Struggling or enjoying It isn’t significant to It It has its mandate to equalize All other factors withstanding All efforts however rewarding All hopes however...

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