Short Sarcophagus Poems

Sarcophagus lay in the ditch
the wagon had lost its hitch
	dearest mummy was gone
	breath renewed by Amon 
she befell the wanderer’s itch...

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museums, to youth, sarcophagus
but aging folks can’t get enough
of perusing the junk
and making up bunk
about those good old days so tough...

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My roots with rodents rage with space and time distant from life

Ask not my name my limestone bed gives clarity to friends and foe

Farewell to all the memories of kissing oxygen...

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An expert archaeologist found
Adventuring in a long trek
Egyptian sarcophagus 
Where rests a pharaoh and 
Dearly beloved 
Holding the hands
As promise
Of true
Love 









3-10-2016...

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An opening sarcophagus in a pharoah's tomb,
   Started emanating light into the room,
 The mummy screamed, "I'll put a curse on you,
          All your progeny I will pursue,
    One should never presume to exhume."...

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Oh, the piggy loves you
The piggy loves me
The piggy is homeless, 
yessiree. 

Give the pig a cookie
Give the pig a bed
Or maybe a sarcophagus, 
in case the piggy's dead.

Punch'm in the snout
Poke'm in the eye
Take the piggy home 
and dump'm in the sty...

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Anubis

Life to death to afterlife
Anubis closes the sarcophagus
With words of farewell
To the mummy enclosed within,

“Expand your horizon
or shrink your vision
this perception
will be your universe,
and when you awake,
this will be the afterworld
you envisioned.”...

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Smileless faces,
Hateful words
Painful actions,
In tumultuous worlds.

Do unto others,
Before they do unto you,
Is this now the golden rule?
It’s not the one I knew.

I try to soar above,
Above all the distrust,
But, I’m still left wondering.
If we can ever liberate ourselves
From our emotional sarcophagus....

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They say the Chalice exists
    And they also say it
        It is an old tale
            Rare, plus
             Unheard
                  Of:
                   O
                    F
                   M
                    A
                    R
                    Y
             Magdalene
         In a sarcophagus....

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the pharaohs phallus
          mummified stiff as a board
               tut tut naughty boy

By
David Kavanagh


True story this, when they opened Tutankhamuns 
Sarcophagus, Imagine their bewilderment to 
find King Tut's mummy, and his symbolically 
embalmed erect phallus
Perhaps this is what Lord Carnarvon thought...

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Your casket you build with love and care
With your faith, His grace and latch of gold.
You build it with no remorse to bear.
Your casket you build with love and care
Past heaven's portal no box you’ll wear
No fear of darkness or ground so cold.
Your casket you build with love and care
With your faith, His grace and latch of gold....

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Fixing the dignity
like a fabulous sarcophagus
you are unsparing in your generosity.

You left one window open
for the saint of wax
to let in the light.

Keeping him alive for –
a fake functionality
to run the community.

There was a long queue
of people to offer the wooden roses
before the wound heals.

Who was eternal in this
vanishing universe ? Do-
not stop me of if I start bleeding.


Satish Verma...

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As I gaze at the priceless sarcophagus of a boy king,
my mind takes me back in time; thousands of years ago,
when pyramids were powerful monuments,
and Isis covered the entire of Egypt with her powerful, yet gentle wings.

A time when the Nile was as clear as a crystal,
and gold as abundant as ants in an anthill,
is a time worth creating a time machine to travel to,
and disappear in the enchanting grandeur in the sands....

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There are treasures untold
untouched
inside my soul
Like King Tut's tomb
buried beneath the sand
Wondrous wealth
A heart of gold
Loyalty like lapis lazuli
precious and rare
Amulets of affection
Canopic jars of care
The loom on which 
I weave my words
into tapestries
telling my stories
The sarcophagus in which
my spirit soundly sleeps
waiting to be awakened
by one who's brave
and bold enough
to break the sacred seal
and show me love is real...

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My sarcophagus is made of gold,
my soul is filled with coal.
Breathing was impossible,
trying to catch my last breath.
When there was no air to have.
My sarcophagus will just rust away,
as my body decays.
And memories fade,
You are all outsiders looking in.
The endless thoughtlessness, heartless, tormentors you are.
wishing for me to relinquish my life,
My sarcophagus is made of gold.
My soul is filled with coal.
The yearning of truth will set me free....

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In the verdant sarcophagus of night
his pale, lifeless eyes unfocused
in a clearing irradiated by a cold beam

---the sitting Buddha

where he sits the forest dies
the grass withers

His pale light blinds me
So I write in inky darkness

But i cannot fathom him
or embrace with my eyes
his silhouette

In the crucible of morning
the sun rises like a flock of golden doves
but i cannot embrace the racing arc of dawn

Though through the viridian canopy
---shimmering coins...

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