Death Poems: 71-80 of 80

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"Would anyone notice"

If tommorow comes and the coffee isn't made, would anyone notice that I wasn't here. If you go to get a shirt and find it isn't clean, would you just think that I was being mean? Would you check out the window to see if my car was here, or would you just think that I was ..........

MEMORIES THROUGH TIME

We were together for many years We became as one It was like I had your blood running through my veins We could read each others thoughts Finish each others sentences Without saying a word There is so much I'd like to change But I can't turn back the hands of time Your ..........

The only word I cannot say

I miss my friend O so much I miss his sweet and gentle touch He'd run his fingers through his hair If people laughed He didn't care He was cool But I was not He said someday We'd tie the knot I wish he'd hold me ..........

Avenge

....... evil schemes. my guilt is something that i want to erase. i see the death so clearly, my heart begins to race it was my fault before, ..........

Daddy's Little Girl

Ever since the day that I've known about you I've always wanted to meet you. For years I've tried to look for you but I never found you. I always had hopes that one day we would meet Sometimes at nights when I think that I'm running out of hopes I cry and cry Till I fall ..........

Do You

Do you love me for my personality? or do you love me for my beauty? Do you love me for my joyfullness? or do you love me for my social status? Do you love me for me? or do you love me for my money? Do you care for my feelings? or are you just playing? Do you ..........

i wish yure here

Daddy come home I want to hug you I want to kiss you I want you to hold me like before If only you could hear me daddy what would you say? Daddy why'd you have to go NOW, Daddy why'd you have to leave? I did everything to have awarded in my high school life ..........

Run

Run my small child Through the bloody fields Weave around the dead bodies But never slow down Beware of the cannons and bullets Run until you can run no more Don't cry my small child Let me die here Slowly and painfully I do not worry about me You must not let your ..........

Silent Screams: The Unheard Jews of 1943

Man with the gun, don't you hear my shriek? I yell and I scream. An exit I seek. I wish I was dead, away from it all. I wish I could stand, free and tall. I kick and yell, nowhere to run. You tell me, my life is done. I'm afraid for my life, I want ..........

Why?

Please God, tell me why, Friends have to die. Its not fair and its not right, Oh god, Why some night? I didn't think life could end so fast, She is so young her years won't last. It'll be to late to say goodbye, Please god, Tell me why? Maybe life isn't what ..........

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Death Poems: 71-80 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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