Best Threnody Poems

I laid my aching heart upon your grave
that February day when trees were bare
of life; their withered leaves fell down to brave
the chill of winter death. With you they shared
the frozen veins and blood of lifeless ground.
And tears of icy rain helped to impart
the gloom,...

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May Midnight Dark Devour This Cursed Threnody

May midnight dark devour this cursed threnody
Sweet dreams, felled on "cusp of victory"
Youthful wonderment through the heavens flew
Alas! Destined was the loss of you!

Cries in the dark, bevy of weeping moans.
Hath frozen this heart into hardest stone!

May Time into...

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Here cries a young woman who recently lost her friend.
She was angry with her friend; she scolded her rage, her rage did end.
A voice from the dead said: ‘‘Friend! I know what I did was a great mess;
I’m sorry –and to be honest, I wouldn’t...

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FROM HIS BRAIN POETRY FELL,
FROM HIS CREATIVITY EMERGED-
HE WAS YOUNG IN THE POETIC DUEL,
READY TO MAKE HIS PRESENCE FELT.

AND A THOUSAND POEMS READILY DROPPED
AS HIS SWORD BRANDISHED HOT.
HE COULD SING OUT EVERY HIS POEM 
AND MAKE NATURE SILENTLY WEEP.

BUT ALAS! WHILE NATURE SLEPT, 
DEATH READILY...

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I should have said this on that fateful 9th of December
The year 2009 when your breath forsook the corporeal
And went to roam among the gay dancing stars;
And failure to say it has dealt my heart an incurable beal.

I know that late is better than never...

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For fiercest queens, the finest pedigree,
Begetter and bestower of all lauds;
For foulest plagues, the fairest remedy,
Despoiler and destroyer of all frauds.
Revered for rectitude, renowned for laurels,
You helped reform the world to honest fame;
Reviled as sinister, renounced on morals,
The world deformed you to mendacious shame.
Now candid...

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Bare skull and cross bones
     existence on the peripheral
     outskirts of poker flats
lives a slip of a man,
     whereat he never felt deserving
     accolades linkedin 
   ...

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Sleepless in my room,
The sound of constant thunder
And a ceaseless wind;
Even the stars are weeping
As vengeance consumes the sky.


Jim Wilson...

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THIS IS A THRENODY, 
SO PLEASE SING ALONG, 
IT'S LIKE A VERY SAD SONG, 
ABOUT FOLKS WHO'S DEAD WRONG. 

HIS MOTHER CRIED OUT IN THE NIGHT, 
HIS FATHER SCREAMED IN RAGE, 
INSTEAD OF MAKING THINGS RIGHT, 
THEY INTENSIFIED THE DAZE. 
THIS IS THE MAYHEM, 
HE...

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Oftentimes in a persons life certain sounds heard trigger a particular mood.

The early morning sun is bright
My spirit waxes with the light.
So why do mourning doves still sing
Woeful threnodies this morning?
I hear robin’s newly hatched, cheep;
I hear house sparrows young ones tweet
But when I hear...

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The celestial light is about to go and escapes;
As dawn enters, and cover it with darkness.
She was able to finish mysteries, with less air to breathe.
Rosary is on her side, and then closes her eyes and fall to sleep.

White candles from head to foot that...

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What a sad day it was on the fifth day of June
Death being so greedy visited Saint Francis in about noon
And a beautiful sunny day was thrown into shade
Man's wickedness to man makes my heart fade

For Nigeria, I'm tired of daily writing a dirge
But these...

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Back then we could eat clouds -
we were that tall, even baggy Ben (who
was small for a lumpy kid),
could leap over a pub door
without leaving the floor.

Then behind our backs
a Lilliputian world crept up,
it was mouse-grey, and it nibbled ferociously.
 
I went to the South...

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Bent wire horizon,
the day is a broken perimeter.
There is light
between the barbs
but you have to squint,
pretend the fence still holds.
People flee,
their knees are bruised
by each narrowing dawn.
The fool on the hill
blames the sun
in his eyes....

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