Death Philosophy Poems

How to mold a villain?
They say it takes a village to raise a child,
Yet with a whisper, a villain can be styled.
the steps are simple,

Tell...

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How long is instantaneous,
How long is the blink of an eye,
How long is a split second when
Describing time taken to die?
Could that perception of time...

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See you in the next future life,
See you sometime on the other side....

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The profound feeling-
giddy with the triumph of its reach,
that everything and nothing is wrong. 

I dream I'm waking
in my American bed 
from another time. But...

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Eyes staring at the fading sun
as my lover sailed away
tears became the shoreline
she hated my tortured mind
I hated the river
of depression

The river waved good bye
...

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So often in this life it is our wish to know it all,
When in reality we've already experienced it all.
The truth is told through ancient...

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Who were these people whom I feel for familiarity?
Who am I really, when finding this clarity?
Who are we in this time of reenacting memories?
Who were...

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The wagging tongue, a weapon is,
when vengeful words like arrows whizz.
They pierce the heart and wound the soul,
No surgeon's stitch can heal the hole.

Sharp words...

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Dwell in the river and the monster will eat you
While the flakes of snow float over,
Forsake the pleasure and erase the relic
As your internal mayhem...

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With hair ablaze, a jester unconfined,
I scoffed at the mundane, its life declined.
My wardrobe, a riot, a rhapsody bold,
Mismatched socks my standard, stories untold.

In classrooms...

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   The ‘meaning of life’ oft escaped me 
     for I got quite busy, you see

   There’s...

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Where is the sky that holds me under 
I can’t see beyond
The blue and white
And the red staining the horizon true

How many black spaces are...

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A slow and painful crash
Where one sees one's face
Approach the dashboard in infinite detail
Where one has time 
To check one's fear in the mirror
But instead...

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In shadow's tomb—
A dim, aimless flicker...
Void's grip, timeless, claims all.

Fantomsound: life's song, a cognition in the null.

Rain, pain—
Stardust, dust, flesh, patternless on oblivions loom.

Decay's dance...

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You hear people thinking that they
can break reality with thought,
that thinking it must make it so,
I think we all have seen their lot.
The kids that...

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