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10 Dark Death Poems That Will Rattle Your Soul

Can you hear the curse of death?
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10 Dark Death Poems That Will Rattle Your Soul

1. Her Death Stare

Her gaze hides from reality
Because she is here but her soul was not

She has the ability to look straight through beings
While defining the sense of seeing
As she keys her energy into this moment of bleeding

She gazed upon reality as the world watched
She was here but she couldn’t touch

You meet them,
You see them,
You ponder on their dreams
Because so few have the ability of a gaze
That breaks existence for all that’s it’s got.

2. The breath of death

We bleed
We need
We agreed to this greed
We dine
We drink
We stand alone and stare
We romance
We chance
We fantasize with death
Because in the end
We are all just a single breath.

3. A Flag Of Blood

The blood of men fill the lands
For they stood and bleed for honour and respect
They held the flags
They died in the grass
So few could shed a tear at last.

4. Composed from the shadows

This book was written by the hand of death
While a black of crows hide in a storm of beds
A book that brings the curse of death
To all who look upon it while life is at rest
Composed from the shadows
The blackness is numb
Your days are numbered as you chant this song
The crows await a filthy feast
As you work out the riddle of this verse to complete
A book of darkness
A book of truths
A moment where life could or maybe should
The key is silver
The lock is black
Let life go
So death can give back.

5. The last year of nan

A woman who laughed in the face of night
For it scared her to remember a young sons fate
With age, she awaited his gentle face
As for the witches who looked after her final days
She cursed them with swear words of bitter taste
For they starved her,
Tied her
And made a mockery of her face
She didn’t deserve such a pitiful place
Something that awaits most of us with disgrace
But young grandsons looked on and didn’t understand this chosen grace, as their mum and uncle lined up this place
Now, as I of maturity and knowledge, look back to all the magnificent times with nan
All I can do is shed a tear for her plan
Was it ignorance, evil or deaths mighty plan?
A woman with stature, magnificence and a smile that can
If it was for her, these words wouldn’t be mastered on this canvas
A dictation of memories to Josephine O’Toole taken by death in the blackness of his arms.

6. The Rainbow Of Death

Can you hear the curse of death?
As a dying rainbow confronts the black cloud ahead
The whistle of the wind defines the moment instead
As death begins swallowing up the dead
Break for the hills
Run to the valleys
Climb the mountain that will kill your suffering breath
Remember, when life was good in your youth
Before your bones began to fail with all the abuse
Time has halted
Your muscles have revolted
The mind shuts down while your memories defaulted
You, my friend, are at an end
For the rainbow you see is only pretend.

7. Life Rots

Rotting apples with wasps feasting
Brown bananas with flys retreating
A fox in the night ripping black bin bags open
Cats eating a chicken casket after Sunday dinner
A white owl gobbling it’s slaughtered mouse on the evening fence
The brown rat running for the bushes after stealing bread
Cow’s jaw bone found in the ground
The young tired man died on the motorway bridge and was found
Zombied humans eating out of plastic bins

Death is everywhere
Take a look inside
Don’t be ignorant about what you find.

8. A Cloud Of Dreams

Look into your dreams
Beyond where the clouds form a memory of your screams.

Look into your fragile mind
Does it deliver you into this decaying time?
Keep painting the pictures
Of your brain turning outside in.

Are you ready for reality to fall in?
I didn’t think so,
The dark is already in.

9. Savage Tears

Her savage tears broke god-kings into primitive beings
With eyes that tore down worlds
Making an essence of beauty for the universal code
The divine command the galaxies into twirls
Because mortals can’t see beyond their dreamworld
A place built as a prison
To feed the urge of deaths disposition.

10. She Cursed Me

She cursed me with her sins
She hurt me with promises that could never begin
She abused life to see if it could withstand her tonic
She kissed the sky with whispers of denial
She wanted more when she had it all
She lost her plans in the midst of life
She spoke words that have never been heard
She held her hands up with the afterlife
She was unique as her beauty didn’t need to speak
She understood why she was here
She wondered until death knocked her off her feet
She fell
She fought
She made little of men that hacked her curse.

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