Death Poems: 11-20 of 80

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WHY

JUST WHEN YOU THINK THINGS GET BETTER IT GETS WORSE...THEN WHY THE HELL DID GOD PUT ME ON THIS EARTH?...WELL I'M HAPPY HE DID I'M HAPPY FOR KNOW BUT WHY TAKE MY GRAND POP FROM ME NOW..HE WAS MY FRIEND HE WAS MY PAL..HE WAS THE ONE THAT WOULD HOLD ME DOWN.NOW YOUR GONE I CAN'T STOP CRYING. NOW I ..........

Detox

Sitting Dying in the heat The heat from within The burning flame Shivering Shaking from the cold Releasing the toxins Setting it right once more Shaking Hairs upended Purifying the soul To remove all the troubles Weak Unable to move at all Pushing to the limit Too much for ..........

Discreet Abuse

In the early afternoon hours, he treats her like a queen For when people are around, nothing is what it seems. And all the yesterdays have been forgotten Like he's never hit her before, Like she's never screamed out in pain, Never screamed, 'No More!' For when people are around, He's ..........

Ernie's Walk

He was writing a song Down by the river By Ernie's walk where the cactuses grow The flower bed still shows the spot. The river's just a trickle, staining the cement That's where it was, They were sitting in the shade Never would've guessed That's where it would end My phone rang ..........

Out of Time

I always say that I am out of time. It seems that time goes too fast. No matter what I do. It never helps me inside. Because I am out of time. I tried to make things right. But I was out of time. I wonder if my life will be out of time. I wish I could go back and change the hands of ..........

Who Are You

Who are you to come to me as I lay within this pine. Who are you to shed those tears to claim that all was fine. Who are you to call me friend and say I will be missed. Who are you to touch my hand with one as cold and stiff. Who are you to praise my past, and steal my life of ..........

Hurt Till Thee End

My man hit me last night. Just cause I spoke Back to him. Said he was the man of the house, And I shouldn't dare talk back to him. So, I held my face in my hand an began to cry. Lord, why does a man hit a woman this way? I got down on my knees an began to pray. How could he hit ..........

Little Boy

Little boy on the hill, Oh so cold and lying still. Little boy full of grace, I can trace the image of your face. Little boy forever young, While I've come completely undone. In my head and in my heart, Time can't erase that we've been apart. Year after year how I wish you were ..........

Going Home

Go rest now precious one, Your life in eternity has just begun. Now you can walk, your legs are brand new. All of heaven is now in your view. Look all around,it's all in your sight, There will never be another dark night. Flowers and jewels, the street of pure gold,and all of the ..........

Children Who Die Are Not Really Alone

Children who die are not really gone, But go to a place that is something like home, Where they sleep the deep sleep, as quiet as stone, Until we can join them when our lives are done. Children who die are not really dead, But just like good children tucked into bed, Wait the long wait ..........

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Death Poems: 11-20 of 80

Death Poetry
Deaths entry into our lives is a shattering and unwelcome event. The feelings of pain and loss are so terrible. Yet, death is unavoidable and a part of the cycle of life. Losing a loved one, a family member, a best friend, a child....so much pain. Loved ones are left with so many questions. Why? Why did it have to happen? Why suicide? How can I go on? So many questions, so few answers.

Healing and Death
We must find ways to grieve. For without grief there can be no comfort. Often we must force ourselves to reach into our subconscious to uncover our true feelings. Only when we have allowed ourselves to feel all of our pain can we begin to face our loss and slowly begin to heal.

Poetry about Death
Poetry is a great way to get in touch with our sadness.  Death poetry has been established in many cultures and religious practices.  In Judaism the Mourners Kadish is a beautifully recited prayer for the dead that is exquisitely composed with rhythm and rhyming in Hebrew.  The Requiem Mass of the Catholic Church is a monophonic liturgical chant for the dead that has been established for centuries.  These are just a two examples of Death Poetry that help aid those in mourning.  To sit down with paper and pen, to delve into our subconscious, to expose our true feelings, to turn feelings into words, to shape words into sentences, sentences into complete thoughts into death poetry is an ancient practice to better understand the loss of a loved one.

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