Death Villanelle Poems | Examples
These Death Villanelle poems are examples of Villanelle poems about Death. These are the best examples of Villanelle Death poems written by international poets.
Ocean wake
Longing for a rest
Decides time for a break
Reaching land, sounding a thunderous shake
Delivering crimson colors, courtesy of a spring friendly pest
Ocean wake
Hiding deadly evils, created with mother nature's stake
Cleaning up the murderous dining hour debatable test
Decides time for a break
Pondering action of a perceived, underwatering menacing fake
Presenting bridging evidence, hoping the harboring fugitive will confess
Ocean wake
Protecting situation, it did make
Creating a bloody mess
Decides time for a break
Remember when flowing in a timid lake
Where rough behavior is less
Ocean wake
Decides time for a break
Lirena was a songbird born of yore
Who dearly loved her husband everyday;
She sings her songs of contentment no more.
An adversary’s troops ransacked the shore,
A ruthless marauding they did display;
Lirena was a songbird born of yore.
Her loving husband whom she did adore
Abducted mercilessly from the fray;
She sings her songs of victory no more.
She trailed the captor’s ship on raft with oar,
Enduring stormy gales and restless waves;
Lirena was a songbird born of yore.
Making landfall, sprinting upshore,
In tearful attempt to plead and persuade,
She sung her people’s secret song of yore.
But the Adversary had no remorse,
Her beloved was already in decay.
Lirena is a songbird of long forgotten lore;
She sings her songs of compunction forevermore.
Should you ask did I prepare
I believe I did, I’d say;
follow, and I’ll see you there.
I’ve had a life, have an heir,
left no debts for him to pay;
should you ask. Did I prepare?
I have booked my favored chair;
it will be a cabaret!
Follow, and I’ll see you there.
I’ve said a gentle prayer;
looked inside, and it’s ok;
should you ask, did I prepare?
Though it seems it’s hard to bear,
they’ll be a time when you may
follow, and I’ll see you there.
Do not worry dear; I e’er
thought about it every day,
should you ask, did I prepare?
Follow and I’ll see you there.
Asian sun rises from the east
Rose seeds beneath the fence
For these petals are released
The perfumed smell of the rose lingers
The scene is hailed by the divine
Asian sun rises from the east
Although the rose has passed
Its impression will remain
For these petals are released
Death has come and the rose withers
No other like it will be spotted
Asian sun rises from the east
The rose has moved on to another place
Tunnel of light is iridescent
For these petals are released
The Sun sets in the West
The rose is laid to rest
Asian sun rises from the east
For these petals are released
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
The doctors say there’s nothing more to do
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
Two lives together as time bids us bide
these precious moments together so few.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
So much wasted time your eyes belied
though past memories in mine, accrue.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
Our life bumpy but strong, I confide,
our love has remained unfailingly true.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
We still have time to love and laugh I lied.
Your life over while mine follows through.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
As the time grew nearer I cried.
The time had come to bid you adieu.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
Oh, that I would have had more time,
For there were things that I would say,
But you were struck down in your prime.
For Death engaged in favored crime,
And snatched you off the beaten way;
Oh, that I would have had more time.
It seems his preferred paradigm.
Perhaps, with warning, held at bay,
But you were struck down in your prime.
He, like a thief with skills sublime,
There in plain sight, in light of day;
Oh, that I would have had more time.
My soul, encased in winter clime,
In tattered sorrows, downcast, gray,
But you were struck down in your prime.
Through jagged peaks, I'd eager climb
To meet but for the briefest stay.
Oh, that I would have had more time,
But you were struck down in your prime.
Forced solitude began with loneliness
Resulting in consciousness contraction
Shifting to vibrancy in aloneness
Looming spectre of death birthed fearfulness
Plunging our mind into agitation
Forced solitude began with loneliness
Survival instinct heightened awareness
Softened attention our meditation
Shifting to vibrancy in aloneness
Tranquil calm replaced erst rebelliousness
We sought solace in void of cessation
Forced solitude began with loneliness
Empathy awoke, spewing lovingness
Our heart now overflows with compassion
Shifting to vibrancy in aloneness
Recognising interconnectedness
Love, not fear, our hearts orientation
Forced solitude began with loneliness
Shifting to vibrancy in aloneness
07-June-2021
Speak the truth before it is too late,
Cleanse your soul, purge out all hate,
So you can stand at the Pearly gate!
Values and morals must escalate,
Sweep away all the dirt on your slate,
Speak the truth before it is too late!
Keep your moral account up to date,
Your bank account will not help your fate,
So you can stand at the Pearly gate!
You traded lies in your life’s debate,
When life deceived you with wealth as bait,
Speak the truth before it is too late!
Death will snatch away your mortal trait,
Your soul journeys to eternal state,
So you can stand at the Pearly gate!
Repent your misdeeds,let’s pray and hope,
To climb to Heaven here is the rope,
Speak the truth before it is too late,
So you can stand at the Pearly gate!
I race for summer's setting sun
as crimson bleed the alder leaves
and still I run. And still I run.
My rival, time, is yet undone.
Past pyramids of flaxen sheaves
I race for summer's setting sun
across the low unbroken run.
Each cow out in the pasture grieves
and still I run. And still I run.
In late September’s crisp blazon
my heart to fragile hope now cleaves.
I race for summer's setting sun.
With slaughter of the calves begun
I fled beneath the killing eaves
and still I run. And still I run.
Our time on earth is under gun.
My burning chest now breathless heaves.
I race for summer's setting sun
and still I run. And still I run.
10/24/17
April's Pink Moon lures the rain king,
from a storm to a gentle squall;
She is the reason robins sing.
Orchestrating the birth of spring
life's obedient to Her call;
She is the reason robins sing.
Reflecting the light sunbeams bring
She morphs into a bright pink ball;
orchestrating the birth of spring.
She glows, within, a golden ring,
and beams Her gentle light to all;
She is the reason robins sing.
She comes when icicles still cling
and snow covers the death of fall,
orchestrating the birth of spring.
In a midnight sky, She's everything
wearing misty drops like a shawl.
April's Pink Moon lures the rain king
She is the reason; robins sing.
(Villanelle)
9/25/2017
I see you there, for me waiting,
you hover in endless patience,
now I pass, death me is calling.
Yet I linger on, each breath rasping,
as I am clearing my conscience,
I see you there, for me waiting.
Too soon the curtains are parting,
now at an end is my patience,
now I pass, death me is calling.
Time is slowing, it's so daunting,
draining away is my essence.
I see you there, for me waiting.
Grievances now aside casting,
Letting in instead, some cogence,
now I pass, death me is calling.
Death I have treated with voidance,
giving it little reverence,
I see you there, for me waiting,
now I pass, death me is calling.
Danger lurks around every bend
as one travels the leafy path
peril in each step now does pend
With every move we must contend
as nature rages with her wrath
danger lurks around every bend
Passing onward through life we fend
with the odd brush we fight off death
peril in each step now does pend
Trouble everywhere we contend
pushing we travel every path
danger lurks around every bend
Battling our way through we vend
no time to stop and take a bath
peril in each step now does pend
Sometimes peace found in aftermath
as we outwit the psychopath
danger lurks around every bend
peril in each step now does pend
Take Me Home
Take me home, oh take me home to stay
To a weary heart some comfort bring
Let me rest , I long for yesterday...
Years have past , the sky is turning gray
For me soon the bells of death will ring
Take me home, oh take me home to stay...
In my youth's folly I went away
Now to the past my thoughts do cling
Let me rest, I long for yesterday...
I thought to conquer the world one day
But instead I felt the serpent's sting
Take me home, oh take me home to stay...
Just let me smell life's old bouquet
And remember old songs to sing
Let me rest, I long for yesterday...
I see the light of home so far away
And the thrush upon its silent wing
Take me home, oh take me home to stay
Let me rest, I long for yesterday
Sitting atop the old decaying tree
Is a deadly raven quite pathetic
Where his lusting eyes do more than just see
An unsuspecting group thinks they are free
Raven thinks of a move that’s genetic
Sitting atop the old decaying tree
No-one knows what it’s like to truly be
One of this group, death is just magnetic
Where his lusting eyes do more than just see
Down he swoops taking one soul completely
Returns to tree, looking quite poetic
Sitting atop the old decaying tree
The raven smiles as he caws wickedly
Soul collecting might be more aesthetic
Where his lusting eyes do more than just see
The raven flies high looking lustfully
All that he’s collected that’s prophetic
Sitting atop the old decaying tree
Where his lusting eyes do more than just see
Russell Sivey
cradle me in your comfort , night
hide me in your dark corners
for I no longer need the light
keep me hidden from all sight
sign no hymns in consolation
cradle me in your comfort, night
there need be no candles bright
no shadows on my bosom fall
for I no longer need the light
for this lone road be my right
this dear passage I have earned
cradle me in your comfort, night
alone the falcon on his flight
soaring on it's endless quest
for I no longer need the light
In quiet comfort wrap me tight
there be peace behind the door
cradle me in your comfort, night
for I no longer need the light