Short Deathwords Poems

Short Deathwords Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Deathwords by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Deathwords by length and keyword.


Love Will Win

Full of doubt, full of pain,
Full of heartache yet again,
Time running out so fast it seems,
Actions and hope, what does it mean?
Kind words and deeds will win the day,
Over hate and destruction peace holds sway.
Love will win the final war,
But death will take us and we are no more,
Heed my words as you draw near,
Love not hate and know no fear.
© Alan Short  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Lost Soul

Dreams held captive
Bring fourth thoughts I seldomly reveal
Walk, think, live and soon I shall expire
Similar to love
Deeper than desire
Engraved into my soul
My words burned into my flesh
Death circles beneath me
Stalkin' my last breath
Poetry doesn't exist
Nor do poets whose words are vague
Criticize my own words
Tears develop into rage
I've staged my own death
Hopefully, I'll make the front page.
Form:

Let Me Let You Die

Look the Pain is Gnawing through ME
Bloody Carcass and IM vain
Say my name I love to hear it
Slur your words with dopeimines

Gasping air from murky wated 
Suspended tendon from a wall
Pry a push pin up in Sauder
Burn MY words in alcohol

Winded cause IM getn Evil
Bottems up your gettin high
Didnt quiet meet your level
level let ME let you die

pointing blame Streachy Fingers
said I did it, I denied
Do not judge ME on your level
level let me let you die
© Manny Hype  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Kill Me

You let me make a fool of myself,
when I said I loved you,
you repeated those words to my best friend.
I'd rather shove a knife through my neck, place a needle in my veins,
because those words that had once made my heart beat faster,
now stops my heart dead cold.
My warm sticky blood covering all aspects of the love I felt,
the scars on my arm will bleed forever more.
Because in all actuality, I may have loved you once,
but I'll hate you forever more.
Till my blood pours no more.

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