The guilt of innocence...
Sentenced to death for a crime I did not commit,
Execution at dawn... such a cliché,
All of my last request's denied,
Morning arrives on the final day of my existance,
Paraded through the streets like some kind of prize,
The aroma of life so evident in my final hours,
Dragged up onto this hellish platform, dignity stripped,
These man made gallows offer such a view 0f life,
How ironic that life is my final view when death comes to call,
Blindfold refused, rope placed around my neck,
Trembling uncontrolably... Goodbye cruel world,
Trap door opens and I fall, neck snapped like a twig,
Spiraling deeper and deeper into the darkness of the abyss,
May the maker have mercy upon my soul...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Death Came Knocking At My Door
Knocking at my door
Death came knocking at my door
HE SAID: my life would be no more.
He was coming to take me away
To a place where I would stay.
I would be there for all eternity
And that my soul was finally free.
It would be a happier place
Where I would see a friendly face.
I SAID: are you not the “ grim reaper’?
HE SAID: oh no! I was your guardian angel
Here on earth, and your guardian
Till you reach that final sleep.
And when you open your eyes again
You will be with family and friends.
I will help you to earn your wings
For in heaven, that’s the normal thing.
Not every death is with the reaper
A lot of this is so much deeper
You have been watched from your birth
And we know just what you’re worth.
You have helped so many in your life
With your thoughts and deeds
and with that you did exceed.
You will continue to help in death
as you did in life.
This is the final sacrifice
poem by Louis Rams
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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...........
Our Final Farewell
To say our final farewell it happend not that long ago.
Our final farewell, I remember it so clearly.
Our final farewell, I remember your smile.
Our final farewell, I remember how proud you were
that you got promoted.
Our final farewell, happened like any 'goodbye'.
Our final farewell, you seemed happy.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy life.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy everything,
Our final farewell, I remember the conversation.
Our final farewell, sometimes haunts me.
Our final farewell, happened so quick.
Our final farewell, I didn't know that it was going to
be our last.
Our final farewell, happened more then a year ago
Your final farewell, happened on the 15/11/05 as you
took your own life.
poem by Nikki Hamilton
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Crossroads
Standing at these crossroads yet again,
My internal satnav consumed by pain.
Nothing but darkness I seem to choose,
If I remain on this path I shall surely lose...
My sanity once more drowning in confusion,
My life's vision has become but an illusion.
I wander through this dream grasping at love,
How many more chances may come from above? ...
Amidst the gloom the light of promise shines,
It has the power to guide me to better times.
Yet these chances they are never plenty,
If I miss them I'll be running on empty...
This may be the final choice I shall make,
We should all learn with each breath that we take.
If life is but a lesson then death is merely a test,
An exam we must pass before our final rest...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Soul Scream...
A haunting wind travels across my soul,
Death gains ground with every weary step,
Eyes of grey fill with the tears of the condemned,
My soul screams out in a plea for mercy,
Yet the spectre of death has won this race,
That soul scream has become my final breath,
I sleep entwined forever, heart, mind, body and soul...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
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One Day
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek,
Deeper and deeper I try and deeper and deeper I need
Forgive me
4x
And all I see is your face
2x
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek
Deeper and deeper I try, the deeper and deeper I need
The deeper and deeper I fail, deeper and deeper I read
Deeper and deeper I cry, the deeper and deeper I feed
Caught up in this game of life, me against you
Not doing what I should, just the things that I want to
So wrapped up, terrified of what I become
Outside Im laughing, inside Im numb
I cant see the light because it blinds me
Try to forget but my past always remidns me
Exposed, looked on by eyes of grace
Im so ashamed, dont look at my face
All I see is your face
4x
Get up by your strength, I rise up to thee
But Ill stay on my face if you will of me
Shape and mold me til your though
Humble myself, life laid down before you
I need your wisdom, so the truth I keep on living
And your love will always be a part of me
Cant do a thing, if I aint living for the kind
So dont ever leave or take your eyes off me
Its not who you are its who youre living for
Trials and tribulations will come
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Deeper
I cant even look at this skin tonight
Knowing that our time here is on a while
Hold me in your arms and breathe me through
Like I know that you can only do
In your horizon, no, nothing truly dies
Never tremble with fear
Youre just married to the sun
And every second only makes it deeper
Flower pushes through the dune (? ) and blooms
It doesnt have the faintest(? ) that it is due
A virginity is making loss an open wound
In your horizon, no, nothing truly dies
Never tremble with fear
Youre just married to the sun
And every second only makes it deeper
Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper
I was alone in my room
And all I can hear
And all I can hear
Was the sound of my heart beating away
But I will follow you
Deep into the light
Beyond the death of love
Love
In your horizon, no, you will be together
Faith(? ) from this hell
Ill be married to the sun
And every second
Will only make it deeper
Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper
Deeper, deeper
Deeper, deeper
There is a light
Deeper, light
Its deeper than the difference of light
Deeper, light
There is a light
Deeper, light
Its deeper than (..) light
Deeper, light
And I will follow you
Deeper than the death of love
Deeper than the (..) seen(? ) to the light
Its deeper than this flesh and blood
I will follow you
I will follow you
Deeper
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In Death, My Final Part
A tower grim; a glowering darkness,
And only brown of red the other hue
– I saw it in the distant eyes –
And yes, He knew, but focussed only
On the mortal soul of mine –
After all, He had a role to play,
And wine: my shivering blood to quaff!
If only I could Him betray –
To break the seal of destiny;
Escape the lone cacophony
That emanates from wailing minds!
Damn the fate of His – it awes and blinds!
But oh! the mighty hammer strikes a toll;
The slow approach of Him upon the knoll
Commences exudation of a dying heart.
Endorsing all, I honed my final part.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Death death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death death
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Death death death death death death death death death
The final part
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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You Can't Die When Or If You Want
You can’t have a planned death unless you are a dog or a cat,
Death with dignity is out of the question at your final bat,
Because our politicians and priests wont accept this notion,
They’re busy doing religious and political promotion.
But eventually each and every last one of us will die,
Unfortunately we don’t know how, when, where or even why,
But we could if they allowed legal death with dignity,
And allowed doctor assisted suicide indefinitely.
Your most important moment is when you exit from this life,
Good if you could arrange when, where and how with no strife,
Call all your friends and family around for one last time,
Unfortunately, you can’t do it now because it’s a crime.
Jan 13th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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The final act
Screeching screams.
Sirens blaring out.
Someone knows just what I'm trying to do.
But the pills I alreay swallowed.
It was with grate ease.
Then comes the whirlwind of a spin.
And all your head will do is spin.
You know just what you want.
You want death not life.
You just want a means to an end.
But some fall finds out.
Ambulance and police arrive.
Knocking at the door.
Bludy idiots think I'll answer the thing.
Its the final act I want my death.
They knock once more.
I hope they've gone away.
Next I no the door flys through.
In the they come.
Its not oo late.
Off to the hospital she goes.
It was to be final act
But this time it wasnt to be
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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La Canto Finale
La Canto Finale
(An Ode to Joan Camahalan)
By: Benedict Salvacion
Canto I
I weep before the heaven shuts
perpetual remorse to the twilight of my rest
not even the hands of the sun shall pierce
beyond the wintriness of my lonely grave.
Salvage not the forlorn conferred
in the darkness of my cell I chose to stay
to embrace my sentence foretold by time
til’ the silent cry of the nightingale retires.
How much more poison ought to take?
before my remains denies the pain
the scar of my scarlet rose
that went astray one gloomy day.
Perhaps a thousand painful deaths
shall cease the sorrow that holds my soul
perhaps the echoes of the endless mourn
will break this cage, my eternal chills.
Canto II
Destined to drink the bitterness of life
from the chalice that my hands hath made
in her eyes a question in silence
must I take the potion of our end?
With the stars falling, kissing my cheeks
eyes wide shut I took my fate
not knowing that it will be my last
while she walked afar and bid goodbye
From thereon I lived and dwelled
counting the leaves from the laurel falls
unto the rivers of shameful acts
here in the realm of tortured souls
But will it change my stars from the skies?
if she hears my plead, my thousands of prayer
or will she be cold like a tree in the winter
nor will she play deaf ten folds as her last goodbye?
Canto Finale
Indeed, it will shatter the last of me
if then again from her lips, the final farewell
the final strike deeper from the first
the final chapter in the book of my life
But if my fate hath long been written
by the hands of my scarlet rose
then I shall face the final blow
with the bluest sky in the summer day
For no sweeter death that I discern
than my life be seized by madness for love
though in this battle I will lose
at least I’ll die complete and thirst no more
But still in my final breath
I shall whisper to the gods at the heavens
that no harm shall come your way
for thou art my love for eternity, constant as my death.
poem by Julian Salvacion
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Before Death
Before death
you wanted to kiss
the girl in the lift
whom you rode with
silently each day,
wanted to read
War and Peace,
wanted to listen
to the whole
of Wagner’s Ring,
wanted to write a poem
in Japanese,
touch the dress
Marilyn Monroe
wore in that famous film,
feel the embrace
of your late father’s arms.
Before death
you wanted to sing
a Puccini aria,
look into the eyes
of your first dead love,
make love
for the final time,
climb Everest,
drink your last
glass of booze,
see your final dawn,
hold onto your final breath,
before your death.
poem by Terry Collett
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Final Death Bed Redemption?
what is this vision
a human skeleton
praying upon knees?
arms outstretched palms
pressed together skull
raised toward heaven?
is this hope sought
final death bed atonement
redemption salvation?
is this pious final proof
of saint life lead consummation
or final life parted confession?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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We are losers
Was the first battle won by us?
We took the form of human being,
Came into light from darkness,
Struggled, perspired, earned, spent,
Waited for the final call.
And called the life a success.
Certainly a selfish life
we led,
It had never been a successful one,
Did we ever wipe the tears of the poor wretches?
Did we ever try to make the world
A better place to live?
Did we ever follow the guidelines of our conscience?
Did we not breach the Divine Law?
Then why should we call our lives
a success?
We lost the last and the final battle too,
We are losers.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Raffles of Life
death fear and tremble every heart, a final
destination of every soul, of no where to
believe that death is not an exemption of
life but life after this life, it’s the end of
every beginning, nor the fate to
accept that it’s the final
happiness that man
has long waited for
in life
you don’t need to live because you want to die,
though, you have to die in order to live, the
meaning catches many stream in the
river and sea, every thing will be
happy, you may not find but you
may seek it, for in the end the
paradise is waiting
even the clouds have something to say
the night has been envying the day
the stones rushing the shore
to be seen, for in every
birds, there is feather
that flees
so why all have got there shared to be
raffle in life, the air breath has but
nothing to see, though the eyes
close vividly can feel, the
beauty of death, the
Prophets and
Messenger
always
shout
for
thee
as life comes and it may go, the raffles. seems
so easy when you’re Free.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Macabre Beauty
They say death is the end,
But I don't think so,
Death's an old friend,
Waiting for us to go,
Away from this realm,
When our job's over,
The world seems a dream,
That keeps on going forever.
They say death is dark,
As dark as coal,
Extinguishing life's spark,
Dragging into it's hole,
Little do they realize,
That this is nature's law,
So, why're they surprised,
For it's like this since long ago?
They consider death macabre,
For it's the final end,
Like a sharpened saber,
Cutting the delicate thread,
But though it may seem,
That death's always macabre,
But it does itself redeem,
By bringing a new future.
Strangely, I find myself at peace,
When I am not at ease,
I request death, oh please!
Have me from my bonds release!
Silently, death does it's duty,
Therein lies it's macabre beauty.
poem by Suvankar Sen
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What went wrong? ...
As I wander through this life,
searching for something meaningful.
Only to see it slip from my grasp,
And vanish down lifes waterfall...
And I fall deeper into the abyss,
All of my secrets fade to nothing.
This well of passion remains untapped,
All of my hopes concealled in darkness...
Wildly I lash out at this dark night,
Fighting the demons that live within.
For I have raged war upon my own soul,
In effort to silence the cries of desperation...
I live within a world of unfulfilled dreams,
Spurning love for fear of failure.
I have turned my back upon passion,
Preferring the darkness of my solitude...
There's no one here to cheer for me,
Or to smile when I am brilliant.
The life I yearned for has not happened,
So here I sit wondering... What went wrong? ...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Lonely days
A final no in the flex of life
Making love without sex in life
I did it dear with you in mind
You made it easy for me to find
Your faults were my faults
My wounds you did salt
Like a snail on trail on the trail to death
So soften the blow
And allow mother nature to go one step further
Allow her to nurture my ego so butchered
A final yes in the life we flex
Hold Me Close
Withered, trembling, helpless, scared,
Know me for the one I am.
Afraid and searching for the light,
While the darkness consumes me whole.
Hold me close and don't let go...
Alone, trembling, blind, frozen,
Lost and alone in the darkness.
Desperately hoping to find the light,
Calling your name in the bleakness of the abyss.
Hold me close and don't let go...
Help me, love me, see me, know me,
Shrinking, screaming, crying inside.
I've strayed from the path,
But if you can see me you can still save me.
Hold me close and don't let go...
Hear me, hold me, save me, love me,
Reach out for me and we can be.
Save me from the darkness I have become,
You are my final hope of salvation.
Hold me close and don't let go...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Mercy
(Kurt Stevenson, Patrick Winningham, & Chris Boesel)
Originally recorded for the Georgia soundtrack
I got a feeling
of unrighteousness
bitter cold
hollow bitterness
down the road
I walk with loneliness
mercy will follow me I'm told
Beneath this skin
there lies a heart of stone
It's growing old
so very far, from home
but a heart of gold
I may someday own?
and mercy will follow me, I'm told
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
to the final breath at last I take
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
Till the chain of this old world I finally break.
My sister sang
songs so sweet and sad
bout a man
whos love I never had
there's a train
bound for gillian?
mercy will follow me I'm told
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
till my final breath at last I take
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
Till the chains of this old world I finally break
Till the chains of this old world I finally break
Till the chains of this old world I finally break
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