Dying Poems - Poems about Dying

... I am not a religious being Yet, l believe when we leave this earth We go to another realm A better place , an awaited place of worth A place where we reunite with our earth loved ones As l f......Read the rest...

...I hold my breath this night a burning lungful of the green and dying sea that leaps then sinks in the minor key of sorrow’s deep and distant light a lowly note against my chest foam ......Read the rest...

...I am a mountain, not high, not low To my shoulders, the sunshines glow To my streams, the waters flow To nurse the creatures down below I am the measure of someone's fame At times, I put t......Read the rest...

...He died once, A long time ago. He sat in his car, On the side of the road. His girlfriend had left him, So he just looked at himself. Crying out his thoughts, In droplets of hell. And......Read the rest...

...I watched a dog sweep across the land where no man stands: So delicate in his every step. He manoeuvred across it With very little fault, and he didn’t worry for the mud That clung his feet like a......Read the rest...

...All, glory to God for trying, Why, must these people keep dying? For, you set apart mankind in their own land, Yet, they still have pride in their own hands. In, confusion given their own languag......Read the rest...

...i needed to step where i could fall my life is just misery i don't want to crawl missed it too much i needed to live where i can face people who're not innocent maybe it's him he can cha......Read the rest...

...People have command over me, They can reach on novelty whatever they say. I might get hurt a little, cause my love, They declared it's sin. Happen to be the alchemist who found dead bod......Read the rest...

... "I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22 the sun rising the sun shining shining new day shining new light light of hope light of peace peace for me peace for you......Read the rest...

...Man cannot surpass dying— He cannot live past his own death. Power fades and falls. Like the tide, It disappears. "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings, " Is that not what Shelley's traveller s......Read the rest...

...Gracious are the daughters of the circle of the sun, Greeting all the people on the way, Gentle as the morning dew and mindful of the one Helios, keeper of the day. Joy, daughter of the morning......Read the rest...

... My doctor is a man of charm and wit. Smiling, he told me I was dying and just to prove he wasn’t lying cancelled my next day’s visit.......Read the rest...

...Another fine spring day gently dying, Subtle variegated colors and Tender vivid greens are dappled now With golden flecks and dollops of buttery sunlight. Shadows begin their mysterious, meticulo......Read the rest...

...The fingernail left of the sun is being slowly consumed Into hate Blinded by a sunblissed day, stay away Running, run run run run run Walk stay still Like a flower, wilting, slowly dyin......Read the rest...

...“Persistence In Memory” - Salvador Dali “There is a time for everything” – Ecclesiastes Dreamscapes. Dali, are you attacking reality? You invoke curiosity. The natural form of a tree, Growin......Read the rest...