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Best Hearse Poems


It's a Curse To Own a Hearse
Instead of being a chick magnet, my vehicle is a curse.
No woman will go out with me because I own a hearse.
I bought my hearse because it runs great and it was dirt cheap.
But when women see it, they slap my face and call me...

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Categories: hearse, car, funny, humorous, women,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Armored Hearse
Prayers descend like acid rain from 
oligarch-soaked manchurians, stumping 
for elected office, praising hybrid 
demigods, passing out vouchers to the 
peasants.

A slow rumbling-
 part of the night-sounds-of-curfew;
descends like fire ants.

Cleaners of the guilt, hidden in plain faith,
unable or unwilling to walk, feign 
blindness, darkness helps.

Cellphone...

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Categories: hearse, allusion,
Form: Free verse
The Uhaul and the Hearse
I seen something weird the other day, for it's surely not funny
It's was about the sad desperate way of peoples love of money
Only the hearse and the U-haul behind, I couldn't help but see
How this man was so blind and that now he will never...

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Categories: hearse, world,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member The Hearse
A foul breath of misty, cold, damp air
brushed across my cheek, caressing hair;
then, unhurriedly, around neckline
while slinking languidly down my spine,
which shivered at that, and eerie sound;
of a four-beat rhythm; shod hooves on ground.
Unearthly screams from deep dark shadows;
the murderous caws of old black crows
disturbed...

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Categories: hearse, scary,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member From Birth To Hearse
From Birth to Hearse


‘Tis said that we are sinners - all
before we ever rise - we fall.
Is there no way to beat the curse
that follows us - from birth - to hearse?

For we are bathed in living’s dreams
darkened halls with  violet themes,
the orange maw...

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Categories: hearse, beauty, courage,
Form: Verse
With Flowers In the Back of a Black Hearse
Long and tedious
Short and sweet
Medium and unfulfilled
It doesn’t see the substance in It
It calls whenever It pleases

Good or bad
Success or failure
Lonely or lovely
In Its eyes it’s all the same
It’s spoilt with choice

Rich or poor
Learned or illiterate
Struggling or enjoying
It isn’t significant to It
It has its mandate...

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Categories: hearse, death, life, loss
Form: Free verse



Greed's Hearse
Liar, liar, burn in fire
corruption is your sire 
like the metastasis of cancer 
you are no star
though the lights shine on you
you're a black hole 
taking everything into you. 

Yet, liar, this is not your fault
you may hear others say
Nay! You are the maker of...

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Categories: hearse, allegory, analogy, anger, corruption,
Form: Free verse
My Body Is My Hearse
I've forgotten
The taste of life
The sweetness in my mouth
Has long ran rancid
My wine too dry
And my bread in no time
will be mossy with mold
Remind me

Remind me how to feel
Joy
Inside, I feel as though
A thousand have died
A funeral for each
A thousand coffins lay in my mind
A...

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Categories: hearse, depression, fear, loss,
Form: Free verse
Run Over With a Hearse
Run Over With A Hearse

After I suffering from a caustic curse,
Hit awful man in head with my purse;
Were married;
Child carried,
Then had to run over with a hearse.

Jim Horn...

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Categories: hearse, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
A Car Crashed Into My Dads Hearse
that was the second worst car accident he had
this week
too soon...

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Categories: hearse, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Sights For Sighs
Transport has arrived to take him away.
Was he awake in that apartment?
Will he stare through dead eyes,
or living eyes that cannot see,
lacking attention?

So many old are claimed
from this block of flats,
put into ambulance or hearse.
We raise an eyebrow somewhat.
It makes such interesting traffic.


(Jun 2022)...

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Categories: hearse, age, body, dark, death,
Form: Free verse
SOMBRE SOLILOQUY
The journey lasted for not more than forty glorious and blessed years
Before your smiles gradually faded as you journeyed to a land far away, 
The hearse swallowed you into its belly, while hearkening not to our fears,
It sirened off with the streams of our cries...

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Categories: hearse, death of a friend,
Form: Elegy

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry