Short Death Wish Poems

Misfit catfish 
side dish death wish


11/10/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr  2019...

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The way to go out:
Shot by a jealous husband
At ninety years old!...

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I could die right now and I wouldn't mind.
Sooner or later you would find, for so long,
I've had this death wish of mine....

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Thrashing fish?
No death wish!

Armor of God
Lightning rod

Reason for joy?
Satan can't destroy!
...

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Charles Bronson, star of "Death Wish," 
  Served punks icy-cold revenge dish.

  On body counts, he raised the ante.
 America's screen one-man vigilante...

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Float me in a sea of lilacs pink and mauve
Keep my vessel safe
In a star kissed coral cove
Let the fragrance fill my soul
In this heavenly scent
As angels bring me home at last
As in God's home I dwell...

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I've killed a man 
It's sad but true
For what he's done 
Could have happened to you
I've killed him not 
With gun nor knife
But with my thoughts
He has no life
I hate him now 
And forever more
Because his love
Shouldn't be a chore...

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ìŸí Babylon: with your pie high in the sky, death wish ?
Living amid this house of cards; snake eyes domino's tilting box....
Cars and if they could see his californication then perhaps there would have
Been no need to flood her world ? Full moon madness friday the thirteenth some say....

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all gold and glitter cant buy u happiness
 a man who acknowledge his weakness is like a death wish
 life is indeed a story of Impending scriptures
 ever writer must write his own begin
 how our story end is not actual upto us
 circumstances and time misplace our Judgment
 at times life perish living our path unconcluded...

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Dusting a rose
dissecting a heart. There was wilder-
ness in the woods.

I cannot touch you
O, wood sage
you were so ephemeral.

Your hands were
knitting a bright wound in the air.
Where was the moon ?

Not a kiss, 
the prodigal sun
wants a death wish of a canary.

The snow on the
eyes. I wished I had
met you earlier.


Satish Verma...

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couple on a motor
cycle with a death wish
drum drops
still pond
early morning
coolness broken

pull that poison, pull it deeply
deeply, deeply
pull it deeply
keep that breath, like memory bitter
sweetly taste that lungs can know

a good will, strong, and a one hundred
these are made alone
for breaking
benjamin Wishing, Well behind
our time,
our pennies
are made
for throwing...

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Used and betrayed,
Alone an unloved.
This is how I see myself.
Everyday I struggle,
To make it further and further in this life.
I don't know how much longer I will make it.
This is how I feel,
Each and everyday,
Living a lie,
People see happiness in me,
When really this is all just a show,
I hate every little thing about me.
I really just cant wait till the day,
The day I finally die,
And all this pain is gone....

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One peg 
I beg

Keenly
Humbly

Last wish
Death wish

To fly
 Sky high

Why stare?
Don’t fear

Too weak
Need kick

Treat me
Boost me

Agree?
Deny?

Drink spree 
Feel glee

Thoughts fly
Pains flee

Head wheels
Mind reels

Lifts mood
No feud

Last sleep
Don’t weep
__________
June. 24.2022

~Placed fourth~

Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest...

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Tinted colors of old
Debauched, dubious mysteries
Finagled corrupt's gold
A glorious, poignant history

An empty throne,
And tales of skirmish
Standing draped in gold, all alone
A war cry and a death wish

Glorious structures,
Secluded with pride
Curtained with greed and power
A broken ruling mind

Sky turning grey
Chains broken for freedom
Nobility burned like hay
End of the golden demon.
© Rohan Suresh...

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i'll blow you a kiss
secret death wish
song in my head
sing ing you led
lead me astray
black cats tail
sways
yes
yes yes
you dirty dog
given me you
close my eyes
mock from
my shoes
you
you you
whats it to mister me
blowing you wishes
through mystery
an ode to you
a who for me
die me again
trying a zen
taking another hit
showing a miss
when your lips
turn blue
i'll blow 
you
a 
kiss
?...

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I had my father's face
his mouth and eyes
his thin skinned heart.
Though those features have melted
and are smeared by old age.
I sometimes wonder if he ever had my
genetically maimed gut.
He never knew me
nor I him,
but I carry my mother's pain
her long gut-aching loss,
but her loss and mine
were never the same.
You can't mend a loss
you cannot name
and she could not shed
her gut-wrenching death wish
until it came for her....

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Dear father please forgive me,
Forgive me of my sins,
As I plead on my knees,
I know I cannot win,
I clasp my hands in prayer,
I reach up to the sky,
The emotionless void I call my heart,
A death wish for the dying.
Oh father hear my prayer,
I plead with you again,
I give my heart and soul to you,
But still I cannot win.
The feelings of abandonment,
My thoughts are all askewed,
I grasp at the last wish of a man,
Who all this time he knew……..
...

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Ooze be reality upon the page

Betwixt the courtship of pen and paper

Reveries aid in sustaining spare sage

Refrain he must from such foolish capers



As cyclical evidence he distributes

Yearning to establish a solid voice

Such fervent vocals shan't be silenced mute

Quite a conscious, yet such a wise choice



Devil's dearest a portrayal inclined

Gambling upon his impending death wish

Deeming his existence as asinine

Within spooky graveyards he shall relish...

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Believe It

 I'm a bit misguided
 I sometimes neglect my appearance
 My brain has been through 
 blunt force trauma
 I speak the language of regret
 I overdose on my emotions
 I use sarcasm because it 
 keeps me interested
 I have a mild death wish
 My enemies are usually 
 figments of my imagination
 An aura of disaster occasionally
 follows me around
 What does not confuse me is desire
 So keep your heart within reach
 Because I'm coming for you like the PLAGUE...

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What makes a victim?

Potential for a good-looking corpse,
accident of birth,
genetic defect,
lack of self worth?

Maybe an invisible brand
only villains can devine;
pretty face,
a “kick me hard” sign?

Palpable sense of innocence,
evil at the core;
death wish,
not knowing the score?

Decrees of fate and chance,
pride before a fall,
chaos theory,
nothing much at all?

What makes a victim?

Little more than this:
filling a space,
the wrong time,
the wrong place…...

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Deviation
When I saw it, my eyes popped
Something so clean, so shiny
Not a gentle ray, but a stinging beam
Something with the energy to ignite my brain
And blind it into a vitreous aura
Disconnect it from its elder
Unravel it's capsule
Stray from safety
Indulge in the friction
It's not a puppet, it's a death wish
Something to anger our maxims
But it takes space
It takes money
It takes time
It takes labour
It takes life
It may act with nature, but it isn't alive
...

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The questions hang like skin tags.
A broken mirror, stabs
during birth of time.

We have got to do it, save it
in its infancy, before it is submerged
along with the temple of fake gods :-

before it is plagiarized by the
polity. The wives were fattening
on art of running the state

from behind the curtains. Would
you like to sign on my skin ?
Your death wish ? I am washing

my sins today. It is bit cold
here in the blue lake of tears. Now
you can hold my arm for final plunge.



Satish Verma...

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