Sepulcher Poems - Poems about Sepulcher

A promise born, a life designed, To emancipate, to break the bind. But fate dealt blows, parents passed away, Leaving her to shadows, in a world astray. She sells her body, a living corpse, A pretty face, a paradise sepulcher, a tragic force. Uncertainty looms, her future unsure, A womb evacuated, her soul obscure. Loneliness creeps, a dejected soul, Yearning for companionship, a heart...

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Now, sepulcher after sepulcher! Bitter fall-out of a massacre! After talks failed: the Bilateral And later the Multilateral: Fortunate corpses for epitaph, Missing in action for cenotaph… Men glory in reckless bloodshed That succeeds in fields painting red: Attorneys could them prosecute; Dissidents they must first execute! They may be tried for genocide; Some mosquitoes braved insecticide Why do we death play like a coupon? A good...

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For a daring young hiker, Ellen Cole, sudden downfall of rain blocked clear light and a small cave became her warm, dry hole. For months to come, no daylight fell, her woodsman-husband labored and lined that same cave with ivory for her grave; his futile attempt to deal with guilt. Her pet falcon survived that mayhem night. Soaring the forest, he...

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We celebrate Valentines day , we celebrate Teachers day , we celebrate childrens day , we celebrate mothers day . Alas ! Why we don't celebrate a poor beggar's day ? A beggar on the roadside , With stick and a begging bowl on his side . Life for him is a curse , He has nothing to purse . He begs...

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Here lies entombed a poet Whose verses in ether lie, He seeks no tears of mortals Neither seeks a mournful sigh; Gay blooms shrouding his gravestone Are magical spells of his, They'll drench your soul with nectar And pints of heavenly bliss. ***********...

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Twilight tickles the moonlit canopy, Where stars poke holes in the parchment sky, And darkness slips into entropy, As the Earth rounds the morning nigh. The sun refracts what light it's given up, To the moon who ricochets its gift, And the planets before the belt lineup, To cause a cosmic shift. This is the midnight sepulcher, In which our minds spelunk, Into a cavernous...

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All alone I sit here in this lonely sepulcher. Watching the setting sun as though his work is done. He has been with me all day, guiding and lighting my way. But now he is leaving me here, me and the lonely sepulcher. As the last ray of the sun fading, I saw the stars and moon rising. Telling me not to be alone, not to...

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Oh dread sepulcher the place I will inter how long separated from light will I spend in dark of night away from human toils the deflection of our foils no existence of our thought no reward for toil wrought all passion and desire died this place we will reside where each and every bone has no more life than stone there is no evil, there is no...

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