And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
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Beautiful Angel
Nobody wants to take the blame
Everybody wants to stay the same
All I want is what you had
I never meant to make you feel so sad
But you should have known it
Cause I tried to show it
So it woudnt happen this way
Yeh I tried to show you
My beautiful angel
My beautiful angel
I only wanted you
To this day I cant explain
Why I stole him away
I guess I thought youd run to me
I didnt really know how wrong Id be
Well you should have known it
Cause I tried to show it
Ive been tasting your tears for too long
Yeh I tried to show you
I never asked for nothin
I I only wanted you
My beautiful angel
My beautiful angel
I only wanted you
I tried to show you
My beautiful angel
I only wanted you
song performed by by Texas
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Beautiful Angel
Nobody wants to take the blame
Everybody wants to stay the same
All I want is what you had
I never meant to make you feel so sad
But you should have known it
Cause I tried to show it
So it woudnt happen this way
Yeh I tried to show you
My beautiful angel
My beautiful angel
I only wanted you
To this day I cant explain
Why I stole him away
I guess I thought youd run to me
I didnt really know how wrong Id be
Well you should have known it
Cause I tried to show it
Ive been tasting your tears for too long
Yeh I tried to show you
I never asked for nothin
I I only wanted you
My beautiful angel
My beautiful angel
I only wanted you
I tried to show you
My beautiful angel
I only wanted you
song performed by by Texas
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WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?
I was watching my TV one night when they broke in with a special report
About some devastating earthquake in Peru
There were thirty thousand crushed to death, even more were buried alive
On the Richter scale it measured 8.2
And I said, "God, please answer me one question...
Why'd they have to interrupt The Simpsons just for this?"
What a drag, 'cause I was taping it and everything
And now I'll have to wait for the rerun to see the part of the show I missed
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
I was driving down the highway when all the traffic slowed to a crawl
There was a 12-car pile-up, everybody dead
And I saw brains and guts and vital organs splattered everywhere
As well as my friend Robert's disembodied head
And I thought - Poor Rob, I just had lunch with him
Hey, wait a minute, he still owes me money . what a jerk
Well, there's five bucks that I'm never gonna see again
Plus now, on top of everything else, it looks like I'm gonna be late to work
Oh, why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Oh, the other day my boss said we were running low on toner
And he told me I should buy another case
Well, I told him I was busy, but he still just kept on asking
So I turned around and stabbed him in the face
Oh, and wouldn't you know it?
My knife got stuck
I guess that's probably bound to happen now and then
But I'm afraid I may have bent the tip a little
And I know the blade will never ever be quite as sharp again
Oh tell me, why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen to me?
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Disingenuousness
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
The March of Death
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Yes! Death is Beautiful!
for all the girls and guys out there
who fear death like anything and stare
up the sky and say their prayer
Oh God of death! Spare me, just spare!
for all the men and women I care
death for them, is not at all fair
Immense pain it gives, which they can't share
it takes away everything, makes them bare
to them I say, fear not the death
coz death is beautiful, it refines your breath
to breathe the bliss and smell the light
no days no night, dear, what a beautiful sight!
Death may be painful at first
but at end is just blissfull
agonizing body at first
the end experience, so wonderful!
Some sail through dark tunnel, lights at last
others flow above, high and fast
Some hear a melodious strange music
others.... divine experience, which God casts...
you feel like you never belonged here
A peaceful Destination is calling you there
and you're eager to go, be one among them
That's why dying people, they never have pain...
Death is like a commercial break
a transition period for a tired soul
tired from the game of life, we people play
Death is a comma(,) which refreshes the Soul...
Fear not the Death!
Coz it's the most beautiful thing
that can't happen to you again
and every precious moment and thing
comes witha little or more pain...
Yes! Death is Beautiful
Death is precious, so Rare
and comes with no clue
that's why we enjoy once
and that is True...
Death is Beautiful
Death is True...
poem by Soumya Dash
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The Most Beautiful Girl
Hey, did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world?
And if you did, was she crying, crying?
Hey, if you happen to see the most beautiful girl that walked out on me
Tell her I'm sorry
Tell her I need my baby
Oh won't you tell her, that I love her
I woke up this morning, realized what I had done
I stood alone in the cold gray dawn
I knew I'd lost my morning sun
I lost my head and I said some things
Now comes the heartaches that the morning brings
I know I'm wrong and I couldn't see
I let my world slip away from me
So, hey, did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world?
And if you did, was she crying, crying?
Hey, if you happen to see the most beautiful girl that walked out on me
Tell her I'm sorry
Tell her I need my baby
Oh, won't you tell her that I love her
If you happen to see the most beautiful girl that walked out on me
Tell her I'm sorry
Tell her I need my baby
Oh, won't you tell her that I love her
song performed by by Charlie Rich from Behind Closed Doors (1973)
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Death, Inevitable Death
Death, inevitable Death.
So now You come to show Your world,
Hence the blackened cloak – unfurled.
And peering down upon my form
– Bereft of pity – Your eyes of storm.
Death, inexorable Death.
‘When? ’ The only question out of Thee.
My dream retorts 'But ne’er for me! ’
But now awake, I bid you so –
My giving tears cry ‘Where to go? ’
Death, adamant Death.
You cast Your spell and guide me 'way,
For life and I have had our day.
And what of me? I prey You, tell!
Be glorious in Heaven or gnarled in Hell?
Death, ineluctable Death.
Oh wiry ghoul, I'm here to follow –
I leave my body grey and shallow.
‘Come! ’ You bid in thund’ring tones,
‘Beg farewell to shattered bones.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
quote by Walt Whitman
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Death
Death is forever
So don't flirt with suicide
Death is painful
Stay away from knives
Death is not for lovers
So don't lie
Death is not for me
So don't even try
Death is clever
So be careful
Death is never fun
Stay away from strangers
Death is never pleasing
So don't get caught up in the hype
Death is never fair
So get use to it
Death is always occurring
So don't ignore it
Death is never what you expected
Sorry but it has to happen
Death is not for you
Please don't give up
Death is forever
Don't forget it
(5-15-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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A Fresh Endeavour
So now I've taken leave of life,
I thought you'd like to know, I still
Possess a mind in love, oh wife;
A soulful eye to catch a show of
Silent beauty – ever yours;
An ear to pick the metaphors
Of tonal dance in words you say,
Grasp a thought in verse you pray
Inside your head, bemused of mind,
Softly mournful, intertwined with
Understanding tears.
I'll drift a whisper o'er to you
To tell that I am quietly calm;
Keeping time till your adieu
To flesh, upon the carol of a
Psalm of consummation. Now!
A fresh endeavour – we're forever
One together, resting yonder,
Cross our open plane of blue.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I Want To Die A Beautiful Death
Everybody here in the small town
Looks used and abused today
Everybody here is looking outside
Man, seems like nothing ever changes
Everybody they just want to have a good time
Everybody they just want to forget
Everybody wants to feel like they did when the sky looked good
And the world was perfect
I dont care
I just want to die pretty
I just want to get lost in the motion
I just want to get lost in my beautiful self
I just want to get lost in the city
I dont want to live forever
I want to die a beautiful death
Yeah, I got to get the hell out of this town
Everybodys looking upside down
Everybody is looking for the same thing
Really seems like nothing ever changes
Everybody they just want to buy a slow ride
Everybody they just want to get buy
Everybody wants to feel like they did when the sky looked high
And the world was simple
I dont care
I just want to die pretty
I just want to get lost in the motion
I just want to get lost in my beautiful self
I just want to get lost in the city
I dont want to live forever
I want to die a beautiful death
I want to die a beautiful death
I just want to die a beautiful death
I just want to die a beautiful death
I just want to die pretty
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I just want to die pretty
Just want to die pretty
Sometimes I just want to die
I just want to get lost in the moment
I just want to get lost in the city tonight
I just want to get lost inside myself
I dont care about nothing
I just want to get lost in the motion
I just want to get lost in my beautiful self
I just want to get lost in the city
I dont want to live forever
I want to die a beautiful death
I want to die a beautiful death
Yes, I want to die a beautiful death
I just want to die a beautiful death
I just want to die pretty
song performed by by Everclear
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Beautiful Death
Time with chisel doth carved many line
In thine countenance wrinkled thou lay supine
In front of my eyes I see beauty bear
Death as dotage thine heart's only wear
Underneath thy raiment doth love subtly grow
Into me as I look at life of love thy soul did show
A beautiful death, is a beautiful life
With life and death there is no need to strife…
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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It's Death Again
It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
The Reign of Death
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Death Bed
You do not have to be in a death bed
when it's your time to die.
It can happen in a grassy field
or on the sand where you lie.
It can happen on a ship at sea
or in a plane in the air.
It can occur while making love
or perhaps sitting in a chair.
And what does it matter where the last rattle comes?
The end is always the same.
The rich, the poor, the mighty, the meek
death will come to claim.
The important thing about dying is
how it levels the playing field.
None will be asked what they were
or if they were well-heeled.
For everyone is born to live
but more than that, born to die.
And the 'death bed'
is just a tiresome phrase
that's been used to dignify
death.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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In A Breath
Life is only one breath after another,
We are the ones who control our breaths, not oneanother.
A breath is all it takes,
To make a breath.
In a breath you could stop,
In a breath you could drop,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.
Life is the journey down a pathway,
Of which stones are breaths that show you the way.
A path to eternity, to forever.
Where you shall stay forever and ever.
In a breath you could die,
In a breath you could fly,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.
Tomorrow is yet a turn,
A turn you may not reach, but only a breath can determine,
You don't know when your final turn comes.
You do not know what you will become.
In a breath you could win,
In a breath you could sin.
In a breath anything could happen,
anything could happen.
Life is but a breath,
Air is but a breath,
In life you will find the truth,
And find air is the proof.
In a breath you could find nothing,
In a breath you could find everything,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.
You travel down a river,
Where bubbles are breaths and you are the giver.
The giver of ripples, of currents,
Of which for endurence.
In a breath you could loose,
In a breath you could choose.
In a breath anything could happen
In a breath anything could happen.
Follow the river of dreams to the sea.
This is eternity you will see.
Breath avery breath,
As if it were your last breath.
In a breath you could sail.
In a breath you could fail.
In a breath anything could happen,
anything could happen.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Everythign Happens For A Reason
births and unbirths
life and death, massacres and adoptions
pregnant women and death of old deserted people
the rise to power
the fall of dictators
the numbness of the people
the hope that others give for free
the lust and passion
the love and hate and indifference and succor
whatever, whatever, whenever, whoever
all these
do not happen in random
all is written
and all is fulfilled
God and demons
angels and cockroaches
lice and tadpoles
cocoons and snakes,
all these happen for a reason
we too
and them
those who believe and those who do not
all these happen
because they are meant to be
and so i watch and stand and sit and think and let all these go
accept and smile and sleep and dream and then die
all these happen for the reason
and i therefore, do not worry
there are always reasons
and so i no longer ask why.
i am now, the silent spectator.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Death won't come..
Death is what I crave as I am no good at anything…
Death is what I want as I am such a horrible person…
Death is what I deserve as I ask questions to what peaks my interest…
Death is what I should have because my head spins with total bewilderment of what has been said to me…
Death is what I seek as I make so many people lives miserable..
Death is what should happen as I am not who people want me to be..
Why won’t death come to me, I am not worthy of life…
Please sweet death, seek me out…. I cannot continue life, as I know it…
I beg of you death, come and seek me out, where are you death…?
Where are you?
poem by Darla Olsen
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Death Ballad
Death is fun and amusing.
It can be hated by most.
But loved by some.
Death is the ending of life.
Death is the best when
you want it to come.
Death can look amusing
It can look funny
Death is the best thing
in the world.
Death will come to use all
sonner or later.
Stop regreting about dieing.
No matter what its gonna happen.
If you look foaward to it
it will feel like it will never come.
You dont look foward to it
it will fell like it comes faster
, to you then any one eles.
Death.
poem by James Ohara
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Ignorance Is Beautiful
She taught me two things,
‘Ignorance and Beautiful.'
One day, she told me,
'Let me tell you,
The meaning of Beautiful.
God is beautiful,
Nature is beautiful,
Life is beautiful,
Love is beautiful,
Care is beautiful,
Share is beautiful,
Understanding is beautiful,
Trust is beautiful,
Faith is beautiful,
Passion is beautiful,
Compassion is beautiful,
Air is beautiful,
Water is beautiful,
Earth is beautiful,
Fire is beautiful,
Energy is beautiful,
Here is beautiful,
There is beautiful,
Everywhere is beautiful,
Everyone is beautiful,
Everything is beautiful.'
I had to intervene,
'Looks the universe is beautiful,
But what is most beautiful? '
The reply comes full and straight,
'Ignorance is awesomely beautiful.'
Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar
poem by Sanjeev Kumar
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Death Shall Not
Death, they say
will take everyone away
but there are things it could never take
even if life was at stake
death shall not remove your laugh which still rings in my ears
death shall not erase your face with your smiles and your tears
death shall not take those years
death shall not cut off those endless walks
death shall not wipe out those honest talks
those shy looks it could not steal
only god knows how i feel
god, sorry those words are fake
but my sorrow is your mistake
well, who am i fooling
death has taken everything from me
since it has taken you
For these things surely remain
But somehow i know they will never happen again.