Dying Poems - Poems about Dying

...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...

... 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...

...He lived on a beautiful, rural farm, back in fond, good old days of yore, With his parents and two brothers; like sun's going in and out the door. He had always adored the color blue, so ......Read the rest...

... Jesus: A Rose Like a rose with thorns Petals bleeding velvet red Dying, bows down head ......Read the rest...

...a demon appears and we are it perhaps a remnant of our past like a dying snake, it writhes awhile however this nonevent will not last perhaps there is no form we were not it matters little now......Read the rest...

... There was no purpose or plan No mentor took me by the hand I never knew 'if', 'what', or 'how'. But I know why I became a poet. To gaze upon an entity To observe a person To listen to sou......Read the rest...

... If the sun married the rain - It would become a rainbow (quote by poet) This aquamarine aquarium is a prismatic prison, reflecting a reality of a pseudo persona and I've become tired from pret......Read the rest...

...Beyond I can feel God's presence yet I have never seen his eyes But everyday I look at the devils faces In it different race and colours In it multiple evil genocide His shadows are scatte......Read the rest...

...All day ceremonies of dark's brilliance Led in by outstretched curtains welcoming, An appearance for my time's bleary dusk. The firmament from the red gloom nearing, Of sun's affection for the ......Read the rest...

...Althroughout childhood, you would talk about your love story how when you’re older “you just know! you just know!” but when I told you I was engaged, the story changed it wasn’t love but ......Read the rest...

...Continuum David J Walker See it changing See it spinning See it grieving See it living See it dying See it flowing See it flying See it slowing See it now See it then See it bow Se......Read the rest...

...A tiny fear of losing or death, In between where courage lives. Loving someone on each breath, And to keep their memories in archive. How winsome is the moment of dying! Where you are complete......Read the rest...