Life And Death Poems - Poems about Life And Death

Blinding lights, the smell of chlorhexidine Green colored scrubs, white coats and the strange red of povidone-iodine A place where chaos and calm coexist as two sides of a coin A realm where anguish and hope align, a balance between both cruel and divine It’s a glimpse of hope for some, for others it’s a livelihood It’s a place where...

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It was to be expected at some point but when death comes it is still a shock we wish that person could live forever that we do not have to say goodbye once they are gone we wish again wish we could talk to them wish we could still get advice still have them in our life but life carries on one by one...

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Staring down your enemy, conquering your fear, Shadowed by death, by cruelty and despair. The sight before you; is the same as before, Walking alone, down the same dark corridor. The beauty of the world is reticent to your eyes, Your worst nightmares are reality; you NOW realize. Dazed and confused, you make for the tunnels end, Only to find you’re at...

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into reticence a silent hive where worms thrive past lives make their bed...

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Mother, father, you are the strange migrants who arrived before me, I see you moving away, for no home anywhere could complete us all, and strangely, now I am before you. Sister, brother, child, we never did know which way to go, or from where we arrived from. A family history is no more nor less...

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The simultaneity Of life and death May appear as A timeline of life.. This is simply Just a story which May tag time as an Illusionary veil of The simultaneity......

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Of Life and Death Before death's ominous thunder clouds appear to steal all the glory and fill us with fear I shout to the heavens in a request to sustain one man's life to live another day Inevitably high waters shall rise and slowly fade as I gain momentum to see another day Of survive I...

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It is not our choice to die It is just our time To truly value this gift of life Be mindful of its limitations Remember it is not forever So live your best life As death is inevitable And that is Ok ...

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Reading past writings With lack of recognition.. What prompted the rising Of those words..? Many seem strange indeed Words rising and gone Life and death in the Strokes of the keys......

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Caught between Life and death With roaring and panic Looking for hands but none With glowing eyes. Heavy breathe and gasp But none to show Dive right to left Waiting for the Joy that ceasen't All eyes curious and expectant. All legs stiffed to the ground Like a statue or maniquine. All faces furious but anxious All waiting for the arrival of the eternal Joy There...

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My dearest friend, What an ache it is to write to you, knowing my pain, knowing how my mortal body falters beneath the weight of its trials. My words, though steeped in suffering, ring like a low bell in the evening—melancholy but beautiful, laced with the music of a soul nearing the sea's eternal shore. Where should I...

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A…2-4-2…Sextet Peace…No! Loud bombs explode— It’s war! Children Feed war each day; Death smiles:- Pooped bombs, Swell graves’ bellies; Death farts:- In war, Only death wins; Peace can’t:- Love peace, War is evil— Crave life:- The war— Fought to get peace; Lost it:- ...

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Life and death Seem separate But also may seem Simultaneous and Timeless.. Understood and Beyond understanding.. Life may seem As searching For a resonance with Such a canvas of Life and death......

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I hear the stories I read them too about calm, tranquil deaths as heavenward angels take their last breaths… ‘She entered the next world surrounded by her nearest and dearest ...

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(Grease Bubbles, 2021, original photo) Practicing to Die Laying in bath An inner vision of geometric patterns Dances around a swirling kaleidoscope Dizzying as an ocular migraine. So lulled in self-hypnotic repose Effortlessly I imagine dying Completely at peace No thought of attraction or aversion. No sense of depression or despair Just another moment Out of time Out of mind. Living with the inevitable, Practicing to die I wake again Refreshed. (6/20/24) ...

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