Poems about dead


№ 231238

I Count Dead People

We're so sure
Concerning births,
With one hundred billion
Born on Earth
Since chaos turned to form;
There's fourteen times more people dead
To the eight billion this time round.
And yet,
I can't conceive
The finality of death.
The equation's misconstrued:
Of all the numbers
Come and gone,
I count mine,
Not yours.

count,  dead,  people.

Author: Francie Lynch
Date: 01/11/2017

№ 1209711

Dead Nation

Admissions go as I near a suicide
Closing my eyes, wishing to die
This dark place has become my home
It's emotions are dead, alone I roam

Hurting for long now
Lost and distraught
I tire of this life
I lose a lot

Things which I intended to be a part of
Long gone now
People I gave my heart to
All in another rotation
Here I sit
In this dead nation

dead,  nation.

Author: Adam Mott
Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1209683

Romance is dead (to me)

I still admire the innocence in others
Like watching a movie already knowing the ending
But still suspending my disbelief for a few seconds of tenderness
Where skin doesn't feel like sandpaper
And nails against dry clay
(a feeling you never got used to. )

A relief to think that somebody must exist with purity, a somebody, truly
For somebody
Before they have withered
Before they have been neglected to be
Placed in direct sunlight

dead,  romance.

Author: ivory rowes
Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1208667

Empty Beer Bottles and Dead Dandelions

I left you on the train tracks and
I've been trying to apologise for
Years but nothing feels right
You threw rocks back
I never expected anything less
No china shop but you bull-shitted
Your way through everything
And I never had the guts to stop you
I kept you in self-inflicted put me downs
And calorie counted sweetness
You still got a hold over me
And now I try to fit you into rhymes
But nothing works
I found you last summer
In empty beer bottles and dead dandelions
I should have known they were signs
Nothing was alive
Not even you

beer,  bottles,  dandelions,  dead,  empty.

Author: babydulle
Date: 05/04/2020

№ 1208461

Dead words

I will write till my pen bleeds... till my heart beats.
I will write till my words are death kissed... till their death like... you died!!!


Author: luna
Date: 05/04/2020

№ 1208438

The Dead come Alive

An unfeeling
Mass of flesh,
An empty heart,
Dry, sightless eyes.


A string snaps,
Pandemonium strikes.


Storms rage,
Oceans ravage,
Skies echo
Wailing winds.


The throat chokes,
Heart bleeds,
Head screams,
Eyes weep.

alive,  dead.

Author: Anonymous
Date: 05/04/2020

№ 1208193

Dead and gone

Trembling hands
And cold fingers
Longing for something
To hold on to.

The thought of you
Runs through my veins
Every now and then.

But eventually
It all fade.

The vivid image
Of beautiful memories
Of yesterday.

Like scattered papers
And shattered glasses.
No one wants them back.

Not me.

Not even you.

Now crumbled hopes are
Held in my palms
Waiting to be buried
In the snowy grave
On a cold dead winter.

May the ghost
Of you
Be gone


Author: Qadriah
Date: 05/04/2020

№ 1207936

A Little Dead

A sunshiny day
It's bright warmth I do not feel
Food on my table
That I no longer can taste
Insensible without you


Author: David Alexander Walker
Date: 05/04/2020