Poems About: DEATH

In this page, poems on / about “death” are listed.

  • 313.
    Death

    Death is what I deal with.
    Death is what I face.
    Death is something you don't face.
    Death and gore are all I know. read more »

    dymon sidebottom
  • 314.
    What is Death

    What is Death?

    What is death?
    I ask of thee read more »

    Sepehr Reybod
  • 315.
    The Eve of My Death

    The eve of my death, a baby was born, and this kept me alive.
    The eve of my death, a baby took her first stumbling steps, and this kept me
    alive.
    The eve of my death, a school bus filled with laughing children drove away, read more »

    Stephen Howard
  • 316.
    Death's Wings

    Death was a bird that night
    An ugly, vicious bird
    Death's claws scratched at me
    But flew away when I didn't bleed. read more »

    Danielle Guscott
  • 317.
    WAR AND DEATH

    Good bye my father…..
    I am sorry for not been three for you
    I am sorry Dad, for not making it up to you
    I wish I could help fight the war of death read more »

    ADOLE SYLVANUS
  • 318.
    Seventh seal -new-

    death has no face
    no colour
    no taste
    no delay read more »

    Vishal Kumar
  • 319.
    Breath Of Death

    Death is not death,
    It is life without breath,

    Life on earth is life that is blind,
    Blinded by stress and the curse of time, read more »

    Bradley Lomeli
  • 320.
    Death defeated

    The ‘valor' was rich as the bygone years,
    That slept with him in his silent graves
    The sulking verses below the reposing Earth
    Unvoiced death in soundless rave read more »

    ritwika raha
  • 321.
    Slave

    I am the slave of death
    I bring forth pain and sorrow
    I never sleep and never weep
    I am the slave of death. read more »

    Isabella Epona
  • 322.
    Comes Death (A song)

    'Out the window lies the future,
    where we can see, but never reach her.' - P.N.

    All the world is hopeless, read more »

    Poet Dragon
  • 323.
    The Gardener LXXXI: Why Do You Whisper So Faintly

    Why do you whisper so faintly in
    my ears, O Death, my Death?
    When the flowers droop in the
    evening and cattle come back to their read more »

    Sir Rabindranath Tagore
  • 324.
    Eyes of Death

    I looked into your eyes
    Your Eyes of Death
    I killed for those eyes to look into mine
    Into my eyes of pain and guilt read more »

    Jade DragonHeart
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