
I ment to find her when I came;
I meant to find her when I came;
Death had the same design;
But the success was his, it seems,
And the discomfit mine.
I meant to tell her how I longed
For just this single time;
But Death had told her so the first,
And she had hearkened him.
To wander now is my abode;
To rest,--to rest would be
A privilege of hurricane
To memory and me.
poem by Emily Dickinson

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I meant to find Her when I came—
Death—had the same design—
But the Success—was His—it seems—
And the Surrender—Mine—
I meant to tell Her how I longed
For just this single time—
But Death had told Her so the first—
And she had past, with Him—
To wander—now—is my Repose—
To rest—To rest would be
A privilege of Hurricane
To Memory—and Me.
poem by Emily Dickinson

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Funeral
I want to have my funeral
But first I need to die
But not an ordinary death
You see
I want one filled of surprise
One death that no one would expect
One that’ll beat the rest
Of the
Out of the ordinary deaths
A death that will show the pain I hide
One that will make people tremble inside
To see that a little girl could hide
So much trouble and hate inside her mind
One that’ll have me on a bed
With rose petals all around my head
My wrist all cut up at the vein
A death that’ll make me look insane
It’ll have them saying
“maybe she hit her head”
For the death expressed too much
And set a feeling of depressed
Maybe a death
That’ll have written on my chest
All the things that “you knew best”
All the things I failed to see
Because they never were facing me
A death is called a tragedy
But not when nobody can see
That the tragedy was meant to be
Like the sun is meant to set each day
And how the moon never seems to stay
poem by Jennifer Alejandra

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Things Meant To Be
You can find things meant to be
If you look hard into the sea
As the waves land on the beach
I feel her eyes fixed on me
Through the wind in the trees
Mother nature she speaks
Take what she says
Let your heart do the rest
It's in the wind
It's in the trees
It's in the way you smile
At me
It's in the waves up from the sea
It's in the way you feel
When you're pleased
It's all meant to be
It's all meant to be
Your heart knows where to go
But your mind can take it slow
It's okay to rest your mind
Let your heart seek and find
It's in the wind
It's in the trees
Listen hard and you
Will see
It's in the waves up from the sea
It's in the way you feel
When you're pleased
It's all meant to be
It's all meant to be
These are things just meant to be
These are things like you and me
It's all meant to be
It's all meant to be
These are things just meant to be
These are things like you and me
Mother nature sings and breathes
song performed by by Xavier Rudd

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Things Meant To Be
You can find things meant to be
If you look hard into the sea
As the waves land on the beach
I feel her eyes fixed on me
Through the wind in the trees
Mother nature she speaks
Take what she says
Let your heart do the rest
It's in the wind
It's in the trees
It's in the way you smile
At me
It's in the waves up from the sea
It's in the way you feel
When you're pleased
It's all meant to be
It's all meant to be
Your heart knows where to go
But your mind can take it slow
It's okay to rest your mind
Let your heart seek and find
It's in the wind
It's in the trees
Listen hard and you
Will see
It's in the waves up from the sea
It's in the way you feel
When you're pleased
It's all meant to be
It's all meant to be
These are things just meant to be
These are things like you and me
It's all meant to be
It's all meant to be
These are things just meant to be
These are things like you and me
Mother nature sings and breathes
song performed by by Xavier Rudd

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Why Death Comes?
There is a place after life;
There is a home after death;
There is a life after life on earth,
And that is the Abode of God
Called Heaven!
It’s a place of joy alone;
It’s a place devoid of sorrows;
It’s a place that’s free from pain and sin;
It’s a place that’s very pure;
It’s a place where sufferings are unknown;
It’s a place of everlasting joy;
It’s a place of commune with God-
Eternity is its name!
Death gives rest to souls that depart;
Death gives reprieve from earthly woes;
Death is the only way to God’s Abode;
Death heralds the resurrection of souls!
When death comes, why should we fear?
Death is the one way to Heaven;
But when it comes, our soul must be prepared,
And if that is done, why bother?
Miracles can be wrought by God;
Prayers can bring miracles through;
Yet, a sea of fervent appeals from souls,
May not keep back a single soul
For a time longer than
What God has pre-destined!
Because, God knows each heart;
God knows each soul;
God knows our sufferings,
And the ideal time to deliver
All.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2005
poem by John Celes

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Hidden Meaning
To death do us part
Does that mean death of the heart
Or growing old in age
That might be like being trapped for all your days
There are too many ways to look at this-but not enough time to comprehend
What this means, and where its meaning ends
Im not sure how to say it
But I’m sure you’ll understand-that it means love and life will exist to the end
Not necessarily together-no not at all
Love grows old and fades away
But some things are here to stay
Love them for all your time, and don’t forget what love was mine
To death do us part; the irony so discreet
And some of us, that irony will meet
When it happens then you’ll know
Why love and death are not one
So death do us part,
What do you say
Is your meaning for now and today
Or will it be for along the way
Until then, I will try
And even see what I can find
Death do us part, I’ll figure you out
And when I do, I’ll find that route
The path between death and love
And see if it intertwines
If it doesn’t then I’ll know
That life and love were meant to grow
To flourish in the great divine
Of course...that love wont be mine
poem by Anna Ragin

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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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poem by Mark R Slaughter

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No Remorse
No mercy for what we are doing
No thought to even what we have done
We don't need to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one
War without end
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
Blood feeds the war machine
as it eats its way across the land
We don't need the feel the sorrow
No remorse is the one command
War without end
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
Only the strong survive
No one to save the weaker race
We are ready to kill all comers
Like a loaded gun right at your face
War without end
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
Attack
Bullets are flying
People are dying
with madness surrounding all hell's breaking loose
Soldiers are hounding
Bodies are mounting
cannons are shouting to take their abuse
With war machines going
Blood starts to flowing
No mercy given to anyone hear
The furious fighting
Swords are like lighting
It all becomes frightening to you
Know death is near
No remorse
song performed by by Metallica from Kill 'Em All

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War And Death
Good bye my father…..
I am sorry for not been three for you
I am sorry Dad, for not making it up to you
I wish I could help fight the war of death
But it is a battle form above
Death is not the end of the road
Death is the passport to heaven
Dad, now you are given a visa to see what men can not see
Death knows not the boundaries between young and old or man and woman
He drove slowly; he gives Levis to who ever he sees on his way
Death is calls that will all must answer
Death does not flash
Rest in peace Dad, even when you die too young,
Not as honorable, you die a hobble death
You are my hero even duo your death puts many in sorrow
Rest in peace.
poem by Adole Sylvanus

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The Holy Virgin
The Holy Virgin
The time has…has come the time of death,
The death of my life, death of my breath,
Death of all but one…death of one but all,
Yet into the void for death I shall call.
It is near but death itself is nearer,
For all those who shall not be cheerer,
Death was the love I called upon into the world,
It was love that trembled as my death built a new world.
A new world with one less,
A new world with a greater mess,
For death of one is death of all,
Still into the void, My love for death I shall call.
‘Cause there is none like death
And none like death can take my breath.
For I was me and me alone,
And I was mine and mine own.
‘Cause there is none like me-
None as different…and not one so free.
Death was all I had ever known,
From when I as a seed into the earth was sown,
To the skies I reached out yet grew not,
Higher than all I was yet was so merely short.
I knew not what I wanted,
But I knew that what I was gifted,
But I knew not what I had to do,
But I knew very well what to do.
Behind bars I had threw mine soul and heart,
But not my mind which was my delicate art,
‘Cause that was all I had,
It was merry yet sad,
‘Cause I was far from all, I severed myself,
Yet my love was not for myself,
Unfathomable was my love for love,
Yet I hid it all up in a cove.
But I did what I did,
For I was me and not some other silly did.
I told them not when they told I was wrong;
When they told I was bad I told I was wrong,
For I knew my action,
Yet lost was the proper reaction.
Sins were mine, sins to all,
Sins were mine but mine sins not all.
Robbed by death I was of all but one,
One was my mind- the special one.
For my mind was mine and mine alone,
Amidst all it sparkled and shone,
For death touched it not as what it was it knew not,
Yet of that it never forgot,
For it was the only that was beleft,
When death made love to earth and none was left,
Because when all was gone,
Left was the different one,
When gone was the origin,
Left behind was my mind – The Holy Virgin.
JamesGreen…
poem by James Green

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Blank Page
Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to say anything
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
Got dressed above the state line
Looking for you at the five and dime
Stop sign told me to stay at home
Told me you were not alone
Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to hurt anyone
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
You haven't changed
You're still the same
May you rise as you fall
You were easy
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Adore

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Fishing With Dad
-Sitting around watching it snow -
Listening to the cold wind blow -
It's a dark gray day -
Meant for gazing out a frosty window,
At thoughts so far away.
Sit, and enjoy the sound,
Listening to Greg Brown
Sing about ' Fishing With Bill '.......
And for just a moment of sentiment
The rest of the world is serenly still;
As if this song was meant for me
And my childhood memory,
When it seems all I had
And all I wanted
Was fishing with Bill, my dad.
It was the best blessed time,
His, and mine.
Oh to go back again
And be once more, fishing with him.......
- I thank God
For those wonderful times we had,
Out there on Houghton Lake
Just a fishin',
Me and my Dad.
poem by Smoky Hoss

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What I Meant To Say
(what I meant to say)
Last night I told a lie
When I told you I could say goodbye
Here in the light of day
What a crazy thing for me to say
What I meant to say was I love you
Whats been killin me is I hurt you
What I didnt do was hold you when I saw the teardrops fall
What I shouldve said was Im sorry
What I shouldve said was forgive me
What I meant to say was what I didnt say at all
Last night I had a dream
You were really walking out on me
I woke up scared to death
Please forget about the things I said
What I meant to say was I love you
Whats been killin me is I hurt you
What I didnt do was hold you when I saw the teardrops fall
What I shouldve said was Im sorry
What I shouldve said was forgive me
What I meant to say was what I didnt say at all
What I meant to say was what I didnt say at all
song performed by by Wade Hayes

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This Sonnet Is Meant To Die
In hand clocked desert sands
Grain spread across the lands
Sky dived still reaching high
The sonnet meant to be mute
No word was it meant to say
All it wanted was to sway
A second longer than a lute
The sonnet meant to rise
Beyond a dark worn mask
Facing a bitterness dusk
Hiding in lights disguise
It never meant to heart
Though choked in the first breath
It never meant to flirt
Flirt with tokens of its own death
poem by Miroslava Odalovic

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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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The Text One Day
good morning i am here
who's this please?
i am rest.
Rest who?
Eternal Rest.
Eternal Rest Who?
I am death.
Death Who?
I am silence.
Silence who?
Please do not deny Me.
I am Death. I am Real.
I am Coming to you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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The Proposition
You cant have the flower without the root
You cant have the fire without the soot
Even a stripper needs her red tasseled suit
And we were meant to be
In every war the north needs the south
And everyone knows all assholes have a mouth
Without mystery what would writers talk about
And we were meant to be
An apple needs pits the way melons need seed
Your foot needs your arm and your arm needs your knee
And one of these days I know you will need me
We were meant to be, ooohhh, we were meant to be
Youre mothers an ogre your fathers a scamp
You wont see my parents honored on any stamp
But just like a bulb screws into a lamp
We were meant to be
The way the aids needs a vaccine, somewhere a vaccine needs
Aids, the way a victim needs life, a life needs to be saved
And out of all of this will come a better way
We were meant to be
So you can go to europe, los angeles or mars
You can stand on a building throwing cinder blocks on cars
You can practice deep voodoo, but like me youll see
We were meant to be, we were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
song performed by by Lou Reed

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What You Want
I wanted you by my side
I tried not to hurt you
But still I wasn't the best to you
You meant everything to me
But you told me that you are not good enough for me
I will find the best but truely
I can't find the best I merely find the worst
Now m hurt my heart can't get rest
But don't come back when you
Realise that I was the best to you
poem by Ben Majola

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Run Away
(eric carmen)
She was just an average blue-eyed
Golden high school dream
An illusion nothing real could ever touch
Funny love seemed so much more intense
At seventeen
When I knew shed never love me
Half as much
I recall the desperate vow I made
I must find a way somehow to win her heart
Ive got to make her mine
Gonna run away
Till I prove that Im a man
Gonna run away
Be the best I know I can
Got to run away
Got to find my space and time
And I cannot rest a day until I make her mine
Trades were made for promises
Of a timeless memory
And I knew but still refused to comprehend
The fantasy more glamorous
Then she could ever be
Was the course of least resistance
In the end
I recall the desperate vow I made
I must find a way somehow to win her heart
Ive got to make her mine
Gonna run away
Till I prove that Im a man
Gonna run away
Be the best I know I can
Got to run away
Got to find my space and time
And I cannot rest a day until I make her mine
Long ago an innocence
Lived deep within my soul
In a yesterday where love
And dreams remain
But disillusion clouds my eyes
And the winter takes its toll
For the spring has gone
And will not come again
I recall the desperate vow I made
I must find a way somehow to win her heart
Ive got to make her mine
Gonna run away
Till I prove that Im a man
Gonna run away
Be the best I know I can
Got to run away
Got to find my space and time
And I cannot rest a day until I make her mine
Got to run away
Got to find my space and time
And I cannot rest a day until I make her mine
song performed by by Eric Carmen

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The Artist. (Sonnet I.)
Nothing the greatest artist can conceive
That every marble block doth not confine
Within itself; and only its design
The hand that follows intellect can achieve.
The ill I flee, the good that I believe,
In thee, fair lady, lofty and divine,
Thus hidden lie; and so that death be mine
Art, of desired success, doth me bereave.
Love is not guilty, then, nor thy fair face,
Nor fortune, cruelty, nor great disdain,
Of my disgrace, nor chance, nor destiny,
If in thy heart both death and love find place
At the same time, and if my humble brain,
Burning, can nothing draw but death from thee.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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