Death Star Poems | Examples
These Death Star poems are examples of Star poems about Death. These are the best examples of Star Death poems written by international poets.
Goodbye Dolly
we do sigh Dolly
No we cry and also smile
For a while parted
We’ll see you later Dolly
at Heaven’s gate Dolly
Off the country charts uncharted
Are you singing with the angels
You are loved Dolly
Can’t believe your absence Dolly
By golly I feel old
Bowled over when life flips over
Goodbye Dolly
See you later Dolly
We do cry and smile
We do sigh Dolly…
every act of love
is like a little death to me...
each time a piece of me is lost
to become more attentive…
I feel bound to the heavy ground
yet free as a bird
just to take flight on the wings
of selfless Desire...
“Death makes gone a good Daddy’s body but not their light strong enough to spend endless time shining for their child." .... poet
Not one time
had weighty concerns
claimed his face.
No doc words
seized confident displays from
his eyes or gestures.
Hurt hit her
hard while her dad lay
pondering
it seemed each
health test result returned but
not with fear or scorn.
Eyes on hers,
He last sighed, ‘daughter,
when I go
I shall stay
close and above as star glow,
sparkling joy for you.’
The edge of night,
I looked for your light.
The moon not full,
the darkness so cruel.
I looked for stars,
tortured they are.
Angels slumber unaware,
Only in darkness I stare.
Will I find your star tonight,
If I pray, I might, I might.
Nothing but time soothes loneliness
I've lost you and you're gone forever
Rest in peace, my love
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Within the hazy clouds of the cosmos,
Amongst the glint of boiling stars and asphyxiating dust,
Where phantasmal realms dance with bleak reality,
Lie the foundations of new life in the universe’s incubator.
Specks of calcium cling to asteroids bound for distant galaxies,
While water vapour forms crystals upon comets,
Hurling hope toward unknown planets.
Birth, death, and rebirth happen within the fractals of a second,
All while humanity spills precious blood contemplating existence.
Each Star Has a Pattern of its Own
Each star is a jewel set in its place
by the Creator of the universe.
His hand carefully cut each facet
to give each star its own identity.
Each star has its own color
red, blue, white, yellow.
Some have no color at all
only exist as brown dwarfs.
From birth to death, each star
has its own life cycle.
Some ending as black holes, white dwarf
or rapidly spinning neutron stars.
Each star as an individual, but
part of a whole.
Like a string of pearls
set on a gold chain.
We humans are like these
stars, created as individuals
by Gods wonderful hand.
The search
Names all experience:
Discomfort searching for comfort
Poverty searching for more
Death searching for life
Unsweetened searching for sweetening
The not-yet searching for already
And on and on..
Then there is that star and
The cradle...
We came from the stars, and to the stars we'll return.
A 14-billion-year journey with many things forgotten.
With so much more to learn.
When we arrive back home, angels may greet us.
Brush the worn earth from our hair
Reunite us with loved ones.
Purity awaits at the top of the stairs.
The cycle repeats in the star nest of infinity.
There is very little to fear.
We are nurtured in the beginning.
Taken care of at the end.
All within the heart of a circular equation
Within the soul of the universe.
Amen.
The night volume is turned up high; it's the prisoner of despair
Self-conscious this paralyzing world that is running out of air
A dire need of change for the fearful stars are made so aware
The cries their loved ones make when one falls and dies are echos of the mind, I swear
It reverberates through the heavens as countless humans choose to aimlessly, stare
At their last night; now just a silhouette of time when they showed us how to care
My head's all out of whack
Got that monkey on my back
I don't think that I can go another day
When everything is said
I prefer that I was dead
Since I can't see that there's any other way
I'm here to say goodbye
Don't waste your time asking why
I don't think there's any way you'll understand
So when I'm dead and gone
Put another record on
And have a drink with my buddies in the band
.
Eighteen
tuh
Eighty-eight
if i can't
walk'em
drag'em
*now 'fore y'all begin judgement, please read my write 12/7/23..
"Rusty boy toy"...young handsome tall men have tunz uv poetic thoughts
regard thoze age group women vide supra teach'n ourn man ;)...az for me,
i took notes... this one poetic note, vide supra, it's the promise; nothing
jocular about the thought, "unto death lover" ')
Illuminated.
Aeonian flare.
Pandering to earthborn stares.
Forever there.
Through magic, death and secret fires.
Night guide to the labyrinth.
Chased off by sunrise.
Aborting murky dreams in lunar tide.
cold constellations
degraded by detritus ~
cosmic collision
a music legend
don't need another hero -
let's stay together
that amazing voice
sexy angel in heaven -
with the short tight skirts
death begets sorrow
what's love got to do with it -
in the gray twilight