A spirit lives
A life lost
A life ended and gone to heaven.
A life to be no longer.
Just a body left behind.
But the spirt is all around
Never that far away.
Life can be to short.
But the spirt is forever.
And never ending.
Death is not really the end.
Let the spirt live in your hart.
I used to think death was final.
In some ways it is.
But in others is not.
A spirt can live forever
If you let it
Amy Kerswell
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My Spirt
My spirt is here to protect you.My spirt is here to comfort you.My spirt is here to love you My dear have no fear only god can hear My spirt is free My spirt says its just you and me My spirt says time to let go but whenyou fear ask god and i'll be near My spirt says i love you my dear
You left without a goodbye
You left a life time ago.
You never said goodbye.
The angels took you home.
To rest in a beautiful place.
You never said good bye
Hart breaking as it is.
Your last words I did hear.
Was I love you.
Hart breaking it was.
Remember the red roses.
You loved them so.
Death is a permant thing
Death is forever
Goodbye could be the end
If you want it to be.
Let them live on in your hart
in spirit and another world.
Then they never reall left you.
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Hope Fades
I live in an age
i wish id never known
my spirt lives in sorrow
and my heart turns to stone
i die alone full of sorrow
i never got my choice
there was never a tomorrow
poem by Rat de kwl
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And Forever
Forever is impossible to live
Forever is possible when
Death is reached but which life
Forever is no fear of
Death,
Forever is eternity no death
The only cure of old age
Forever is never possible only in death
But forever without death
Is null and void who ever new bff is so sort
The only forever, forever is a simple
Hour glass that’s your life line out of
Time you realize before your time
There no forever the sands of time tell
The truth there is only one
Forever after death heaven the sand of time
Are full and there is forever
poem by Marcellus Watts
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Like A Worm In The Apple Destroys The Sweetness
Like a worm in an apple destroys the purity of this sweet fruit
Breaking the heart of your loved ones hurts you to the core of
your spirit and is a forever blight of purity to carry always
like a bag of tarnish loot.
Your spirt will never heal from pains you have gave to another,
unless by way of another birth you are cleansed through your mother
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When I Depart
My body now’s only a shell, where my spirit used to dwell,
No longer in this earthly tent, up to Heaven I’ve been sent,
Though on earth I have died, I’m now by my Savior’s side,
No longer in this body friend, to begin life that has no end.
Indeed on earth, I have died, but, now my body’s glorified,
I’ve risen as my Savior said, alive in Heaven far from dead,
While lifeless my body may be, I’ve passed to life eternally,
Now from earth I’ve departed, life with God has just started.
When on this earth I see death, I shall receive eternal breath,
Entering in that heavenly portal, I’ll receive a body immortal,
A new body to begin eternal life, with my Lord, Jesus Christ,
As I enter in that Eternal Door, to be with Christ forevermore.
Death again will see me never, as I will live with God forever,
In a mansion prepared for me, that I now can touch and see,
A place surpassing all my hope, a paradise of eternal scope,
A home granted to me by grace, to sit with God face to face.
Death was just to say goodbye, to meet with God up on high,
Where one day I’ll see you there, in a paradise, without a care,
For one day soon we will reunite, to be forever in God’s Light,
As death won’t stop us friend, from life with God, with no end.
(Copyright ©11/2010)
Yet Another Wound
I had died and gone to heaven,
And then fallen from grace.
Death had changed my life forever.
It sure has several shades,
But none of those we're wont to.
What is death but for its manifestations,
Wailing, contorted face muscles and eerie silences?
Death is but another cut on the bloodied body,
No more painful no more powerful.
Only you don’t live to take another.
Men have feared death since Adam died;
They paralyze at the thought of death.
Does death deserve life as its cost?
Can death wipe out life's best?
Is it not an event equalling birth?
Lightly, welcome the relief from evils it brings.
poem by Saju Abraham
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He left today
My grandad left me to day.
The angels took him home.
Its said god picks the best.
I guess thats true.
My grandad went home to day.
He left to soon.
Now I have an ocean of tears.
He floats on a cloud.
He shines with the stars.
And he sings with the angels.
He shines in my darkest hour.
I feel his spirt near.
Its like hes always near.
I miss him, his warmth and his love.
Most of all I miss his way of being.
I miss his bight smile more.
I always feel him near.
I swear I his voice in the wind.
I feel his presence around as dawn turns to dusk.
Its like he never really went away.
Although he may not be on earth.
He will always be in my heart.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Don’t Weep For Me
Please don’t mourn as I depart, for that is when my life will start.
No longer will I be facing death, I’ll be breathing Heaven’s breath.
Please don’t weep, don’t weep for me, I’ll be at home in Eternity.
I had actually died in Christ, down on earth when I had my life.
Life on this earth began for me, a pilgrim’s journey into Eternity.
When on earth I am no more, I will be in Heaven forevermore.
Finally with my Savior who died, to live for eternity by His side.
This earthly life is temporal friend, with a beginning and an end.
However, my death is not my end, for that is when I shall ascend,
To a majestic place above the sky, to reign with my Lord on high.
Unlike this earthly life my friend, a life in Heaven will have no end.
It begins for me a whole new life, spent forever with Jesus Christ.
My mortal body racked with pain, becomes immortal so I can reign,
And reign forever by Christ’s side, in a new body that’ll be glorified.
Friend, in just a moment I will change, never again to be the same.
When I ascend through that sky, Christ will indeed wipe every eye.
Friend there is no need to fear, for Christ will indeed dry every tear.
Death for me is life you see, so please my friend, don’t weep for me.
So when I die don’t mourn for me, for I will begin my life in eternity.
Just be certain you know The Lord, and I will see you again for sure.
O death!
O death!
Thou great leveller
Of titles before a name,
Of degrees after a name
Of wealth and of poverty
O death!
No hearing or seeing
No tasting or smelling
No feeling or thinking
No suffering or celebrating
O death!
No body or soul
A spirit-filled life
A life of knowing in a different way
A life of relating in a different way
O death!
No life as we know it
No space as we know it
No time as we know it
But life experienced in all its fullness.
O death!
O death, where is thy victory?
O death, where is thy sting?
From being deciduous
We’ve become evergreen.
©2009
James Hart
poem by James Hart
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Battles lost here is my death
Battels lost here is my death
I have won the Battles
But Lost the war
Bastards are bastards.
And hurt me to much.
I don't want to live anymore
I can't go on
I have suffered for to long
To much Depression and pain
Its hard to stay Sane
Lived through rape and abuse.
Never got over it.
It over road my life.
I don't want to live
So my life I give
Its time for me to go
I won't be missed I know
Cause you don't care
and Life isn't Fair
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Fascination
Death fascinates;
Life can be cruel.
Death is my morbid but most-loved obsession.
Life is hard-
I am out of control.
Death is my relationship to reality-
Life is not fair.
Death is an entity of beauty, though
Life is strange…
Death is veracity, although it can be
The facet of my delusions-
I live my life while
Thoughts of death are so often invasive.
Death is mysterious, and
Life is a river refracting light-
Death is dark but intriguing.
Life is amazing.
Death in turn- is amazing as it can be.
I live my life in a dream world.
Death is indeed mysterious, although-
Life
Is
Stranger…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Death I Do Not Fear
Death I do not fear
Because it will come one year
Live forever I will not
For everyones fate is to die and rot
Fearing death is a waste of time
For this is how I felt when I wrote this rhyme
Though I wish to live forever you see
Death is only for an eternity
So on a rainy day in a graveyard
Please send no flowers, pictures, or cards
For death did not scare me in life
And my death was natural with no gun or knife
poem by Joshua Johnson
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Lonely Rock
That lonely rock just looks at me.
How sad it has no destiny.
It lies there amid that dirt,
While out the door each day I spirt,
Into traffic, trouble... tears
As hours dissolve into years.
I fight and fume and formulate.
Alas, at times who'd hesitate
To run away from flock and clock,
And nestle by that lonely rock!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Now I lay me down to sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep.
Hopefully I will not wake.
I give my body and soul the lord to keep.
For it is my life I wish to take.
I cannot live in a land of fake.
There is no other way left.
Just the face of death.
Through the open door I must go.
I just cannot stay.
In to death I must sway.
Now my life I'm about to take.
No matter how hard it should be.
Now I lay me down to sleep.
In the morning light I shall not wake.
Now Im free once again.
My life I have now slain
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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By his strips
It
Became
A fight
Like never before
And my sickness and my pain that I felt I had to endure but my spirt remained happy
In the mist of my tears, I believed God for everything because he is able to perform, to fix, and to turn every kind of situation around in Jesus name. Because by his strips I'm healed!
even if he doesn't do another thing for me! I believe God for everything and that keeps me going in my mind like its the peace I needed and it leaves me smiling in my heart about his ability by his strips.
poem by Clarence Williams
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Till Death Do Us Part
What can I do?
How can I show you,
And let you see,
That I am someone,
That you want me to be.
Im only me,
Not someone better,
Not someone good.
Id be a soldier,
Thats if I only could.
If I were king,
Id tell my army,
To change the world.
Then Id be someone,
Like you want me to be.
In my little life,
I know that the world must keep on turning,
Even though it leaves me far behind.
Life is like a school,
But Im not prepared to keep on learning,
Even though it treats me like a fool.
This is our lot,
To live together,
Not live apart.
Lets stay together,
Until death us do part.
Not just a day,
But till forever,
Just as the stars,
Just as the ending,
Until death us do part.
song performed by by Kinks
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Life, Where Is life!
Life is always light
for some
Life is always fight
for some,
Life is full of light
For some
Life is without light for some,
Life is search for light,
Some live a long life,
Some live for a short,
Some live for a purpose,
some live for themselves,
Some live for others,
Some are good thinkers,
Some are fantastic,
Some live in fantasies,
Some are short sighted,
And live a life, full of fight,
Some or long sighted,
And always stumble!
Some are great by birth,
Some are great by thoughts,
Some are great by deeds,
some are really great,
and they have the vission,
They have the strength and will,
they look as a lake still,
Yet they are full of life,
They always smile
And keep worries way a mile!
some has ways open, some has to open them on own,
Some Wander where life takes,
Some take life where they want,
Some are really great
Those realise, if not there is either birth or death,
Who is there to say what is life?
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Death - The Gift of Life
There’s nothing certain but death
Nor beyond nor before
We are born and live to die
Death the only gift of life
We fret; make noise, shout and cry
We skid from hills to valley and back
Get torn among home, work and friends
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
We fight, we scream, we spurn
We step on each others’ toe
All to achieve and amass
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Walk we straight with pride
Look we people in the eye
Seldom do we stop and stoop
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
We make friends, yet sly
Break hearts and water eyes
Too proud to bend or mend
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Each death promise another
Our last breath gives forth life
To another birth to die again
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Never can we live past in life
In death we reach the very start
From grains we come, to grains we go
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
poem by Thomas PJ New Delhi
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Death Is The End
Death Is The End,
Death Is Sadness,
Death Is Dark,
Death Is Light,
Death Is The End To Your Short Life,
Death Is The Begining To Your Eternal Life,
Death Isn't The End,
Death Isn't Sadness,
Death Is Happyness,
Death Is Your Final Rest,
Death Is Your Second And Final Begining,
Death Is Your Rebirth,
Death Is Final...........