Short Death Poems
Short Death Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Death by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Death by length and keyword.
all afternoon
the blue jay calls
flies off and lands again
pushing his lifeless mate
through the dry grass
Then BANG, there it was,
Batman killed at the movies,
Are you kidding me?
(c) 2015 PJ Bayliss
If school was cool
We'd have a pool
If school was cool
we wouldn't be fools
If school was cool
I'd be in a mool
getting to that age
where I just may
wake up dead
version 2:
getting to that age
where I just may
wake up death
The silence of summer,oh I hear!
I hear him laughing in delight..
I hear her kindness..
I hear my own voice,an ocean..
Form:
Another day gone
I face the deadly music
Fate determine what's,
Going to become of me
Time goes on as my life leaves.
black
brown
purple
red
orange
and
yellow
leaves
scattered
aground
with
some
green
ones
fallen
among
them
I’m watching you bleed
Until your insensible
I’ll show no mercy
I want you to be vanish
I spit on you thousand times
Unknowing,
Unfeeling,
Nothing,
Everything,
Empty,
Alone,
Forgotten,
Never was,
Never is,
Never will be,
Limbo.
demise
end Existence
takes without prejudice
with no care of after effects
ruin
I tried my hand at Cinquain.
After the fire,
smoke...
Ashes...
Cult !
only when we leave
is when we will be
what we've always been,
..spirits!
A man lives and a man dies,
A flame burns and soon flickers out,
And so goes the pattern of vitality.
-Eddie Belcher
Death was invented
when life tired of the living
Eternity flexing
—the muscles of time
(Dreamsleep: November, 2022)
Death was invented
when life tired of the living
Eternity flexing
—the muscles of time
(Dreamsleep: November, 2022)
The alarm clock isn’t going off;
it’s dead there on the stoop.
I fear the feral cats
were in the chicken coop.
One tear trickled down
The left side of your face
I asked are you hurt
Or are you in any pain
But you were distressed
Grief
a state with no expiration
it will come, stay until it goes
how long, we don't know
Grief has no sell by date
I try to run, I try to fight no way around the pain tonight.
Wish I may, Wish I might receive the gift of DEATH tonight.
Form:
Sometimes.....we don’t have the right words to say goodbye ….
And all we know to do…. is quietly walk away.
Darrell
I see your suffering
How Satan is treating you
But hold on
and
I will
give you
Fruit
from
the
Tree of Life
When I die
Will my children have a sale
Or a fire?
A sale is a lot of work
I keep this to myself
Not caring really
(On the donkey)
No cheese
Just grease.
Cogwheels
Life seals.
Ceilings
Dealings.
Lots smiles
Did miles.
Derelict tombstones lying at death’s door.
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cat, death, dog, flower, nature, rain,
HAIKU
It rained cats and dogs
My begonia bit the dust!
Dead-drunk begonia!
Blood
drips
cold
through
breathless
necrotic
lips,
au revoir.
11/09/2017