Long Poems About Death
#death
Long poems about death. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
“Who’s Next ???" ... A poem written by Big Virge 25/07/05
(Pt. III)
After the 7/7 bombing ...
This is part of a Trilogy of poems to remind people about
where some of their, " Anti-Islam Rhetoric ", started from ....
(BTW ... I am NOT, Pro-Islam)
People, as much as it seems,
disconnected from, the 7/7 attacks.
One should recognise,
The murder of Jean Charles De Menezes ...
Yeah ... Remember Him !!!
R.I.P.
It's CLEAR.
whether you believe, 7/7 was a Muslim,
Islamist attack, or not ?
...
After the 7/7 bombing ...
This is part of a Trilogy of poems to remind people about
where some of their, " Anti-Islam Rhetoric ", started from ....
(BTW ... I am NOT, Pro-Islam)
People, as much as it seems,
disconnected from, the 7/7 attacks.
One should recognise,
The murder of Jean Charles De Menezes ...
Yeah ... Remember Him !!!
R.I.P.
It's CLEAR.
whether you believe, 7/7 was a Muslim,
Islamist attack, or not ?
...
#grief
#dark
#death
#shame
#humankind
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Abbie (“Lenore” By Edgar A. Poe Pin-Off)
Ah, Broken In The Stone Bowl! The Soul Fallen Nevermore!
Let The Chimes Ring! - A Tainted Life Sinks In The Red River -
And, Demon, Hast Thou No Mercy? - Smile Now Or Stay Silent!
Watch! “Yon Drear And Rigid Bier” Fell Deception For Thy Love, Abbie!
Follow! Let The Soil Hide To Be Heard – The Melody Spoken Of Through Our Lips!-
An Oath Said In Tongues For Thy Rulers Death That Has Yet To Rot So Pure-
A Hymn For My Lady, Officially Pronounced Dead While So Youthful.
“Thieves"! Thy Wanted Her For Her Riches And Despised Her For Prideful Confidence, ...
Let The Chimes Ring! - A Tainted Life Sinks In The Red River -
And, Demon, Hast Thou No Mercy? - Smile Now Or Stay Silent!
Watch! “Yon Drear And Rigid Bier” Fell Deception For Thy Love, Abbie!
Follow! Let The Soil Hide To Be Heard – The Melody Spoken Of Through Our Lips!-
An Oath Said In Tongues For Thy Rulers Death That Has Yet To Rot So Pure-
A Hymn For My Lady, Officially Pronounced Dead While So Youthful.
“Thieves"! Thy Wanted Her For Her Riches And Despised Her For Prideful Confidence, ...
#dark
#death
#ghosts #illness
#ghosts #illness
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Unholy ghost in this machine
Brother John Staggered out of his desert:
picking teeth with a scorpion stinger.
His eyes wide, evidently blinded
by the bone white sand, and a mescaline vision.
Said- “Forty thousand years or forty God's-eye days
left me with no money and my devil to pay.
Now I’ll settle for a shot of scotch
and a chance to get a glance at the Reaper’s watch.”
It's so lonely being god, like,
your only friends are avatars.
I pay a visit just to get the spike,
and collect a few new battle scars.
Tiny crucifixions,
quaint...
picking teeth with a scorpion stinger.
His eyes wide, evidently blinded
by the bone white sand, and a mescaline vision.
Said- “Forty thousand years or forty God's-eye days
left me with no money and my devil to pay.
Now I’ll settle for a shot of scotch
and a chance to get a glance at the Reaper’s watch.”
It's so lonely being god, like,
your only friends are avatars.
I pay a visit just to get the spike,
and collect a few new battle scars.
Tiny crucifixions,
quaint...
#loneliness
#dark
#death #rhyming
#death #rhyming
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