Death (A Eulogy To My Former Self)
It was a world where all I possessed were photographs to get me through the day-
A world of wonder awaited me beyond its walls, but God Begged me to stay;
In this world where life is never really encouraged or allowed,
Where the dreams you had made before this stay are disavowed-
You start to wither, and slowly move toward a certain death;
Then you do die, and as you take your last breath,
You are suspended in a purgatory of existence between
Earthly death and Empyreal life, like nothing most have ever seen!
Then an Angel appears, appareled in Celestial delight,
To show Herself before you, and envelop all your sight!
The Angel takes your hand and guides you back to life, anew-
Where before there was only anguish, She brings beauty to you-
Where before there was only death, in all its myriad forms,
Now there is only love, and all it delivers, to guide you through the storms!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Life, Death, Devil & Angel
Life is full of love
Life is full with pain
Life is full of friendship
Life is war
Life is peace
Life is hate
Life is messed up
Life is fun
Life is music
Life is candy
Life is girlfriend
Life is boyfriend
Life is family
Life is alive
Death is hurtful
Death is painful
Death is tears
Death is losing the one you love
Death is the one thing people don't wanna go thru
Death is a lot of things
Angel are loving
Angel are caring
Angels are nice
Angel are peaceful
Angel are in Heaven
Angel is the one you wanna fall in love with
Angel are the best thing ever
So if you are an angel stay like that forever because god will love you
Devils are mean
Devil are rude
Devils are hateful
Devil are in Hell
Devil are ghost
Devil are the worst thing to be so don't ever be mean to someone because god is watchin and when it come to judgment u will end up in hell
But all ma gyals and boiis are ma angel and devil and ma life till death
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Angel born on earth
They an angel that was born today
Not in heaven like the rest of them stay
The angel was born on earth sent by god
Not to spy on people but was blessed by the love of a family
The angel lays down looking around then see what he was going to live in.
Not that the angel was not loved as he was a gift sent from above.
The angel was a girl and she was going to be a life safer 5 years from now.
Not that any one else would know this now but she was gone safe the world.
The angel of life and death.good and bad that we had done.
Not that the angek cared god sent her to look after every one and tell them of love.
Angel born in heaven
poem by Kelly Berry
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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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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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Life Or Death?
Every day we live, we always face death
We get closer to it, every time we take a breath
Life is special but death brings peace
Life brings reality and things you believe
Death is hard for everyone around
Death is quiet, no more bad sounds
Life is also hard, all the things we go through
Life can never be easy, no matter what you do
Death is sad, for those who cry
Death is meaningful, for those who die
Life is a work of art, it's nice to look
Life is full of teachings, like an open book
Death is the new life, might as well be dead
Death is a lot more, for what's up ahead
Life brings new things, always something new
Life brings surprises, something out the blue
Death is scary, nothing we want to see
Death is negative, a place we don't want to be
Life is full of love, with the ones close to you
Life is full of money, for those who sue
Death is empty, nothing compared to this
Death is a lot of things, too long of a list
But life is everything; don't wait till there's nothing left
Death can wait, so don't waste your last breath
So just pick your choice, which one? Life or death?
poem by Triauna Hall
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Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I write about whatever comes to mind,
singing about the promised land,
and my failed relationships,
and how the world can be so cold,
I try to stay positive,
in the hard times that life gives us,
trying to stay on the right track,
and stray from the darker side of life,
Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
I know what happened and why you are,
where you are,
how they had made you feel,
like you had done something wrong,
and how they mock you in their evil manner,
how you took a blade to your skin,
wishing you could escape everything,
and just make the pain go away,
how you wished you could make everything go away,
Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
When I had heard the news,
I nearly broke down and cried,
knowing what kind of pain you were going through,
and how confused and alone you had felt,
like the world was against you again,
the one that you loved,
betrayed you in the darkest of night,
and made you feel so worthless,
made you feel like you couldn't go on,
The worlds cold and evil like that,
but I'm right here holding your hand,
hoping that you'll hold on with me,
hoping that the love I have for you will give you hope,
Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
You looked for love in the wrong places,
and found out the one that you loved,
wasn't the person he said he was,
he hurt you so badly,
it makes me so mad,
and makes me a person I don't want to be,
I want to be the man you can count on,
I want to be the man that gives you hope,
the man that you know that really loves you,
just stay strong for me,
I love you Cassandra,
and that love will only stop on the day I die,
and until than I'll keep on loving you,
I'll keep on holding you close to me as you cry,
Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
poem by Robert Rumery
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Death and I
When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove
Could offer me salvation,
Not when I’m no more.
A weathered stone will bear my name –
Identity of once a being
Living out existence in
A world of risk, and never seeing
Sense of why we’re here.
My genes will die away thro’ child –
Hue of eyes and hair, the way of thought,
Will quickly dim with generation –
Bow to future dominance –
Memories of provenance
Resigned to curious few.
When death comes
I’ll need not grace
Below; no grieving face
Will call my resurrection,
Not when I’m at ground –
Death and I so bound.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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Psycho Man
The midnight hour approaches
The killing chill takes over him
His victims will not know when he appears
The lust of death's possetion
Will overtake his psycho mind
He won't be happy till he smells their fear
chorus:
(he's the angel of death)
Psycho man, psycho man, looking for a victim wherever he can
(he's the angel of death)
Psycho man, psycho man, he's a killer
Addicted to the menace
That taste of death that lives within
He loves it when he takes their final breath
Stalking is his pleasure
Killing is the final act
He takes no pity in his lust for death
chorus
(Guitar Solo)
(he's the angel of death)x2
chorus
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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My Death Angel
Angel of mine
tell me I'm fine
Keep me sane
please take my pain away
Oh Angel of mine
My Angel of death
Until my time comes
and I take my last breath.
Be here with me
look in my eyes
see what I see
And when my time does come
I will feel free from my self
oh death angel
love of my life
bring me my death
My freedom
from life and pain
My Demonic Angel{The Death Angel}
This kind man is an angel
intent on giving me life
even though he hides
In the guise of a demon.
This kind man is an angel
A beautiful angel that I love
He has many sides
But I am and I know
That I am the only one to see.
This angel is mine
This angel has fallen
And I cry because
I couldn't do what
His wings should have.
My beauty cried and
I showed him the dark
That was now him
And in that dark
I showed him my light
Showed him my light
And together we discovered
The fight that is in him
The beautiful balance
The confusing equilibrium
The angel was a true demon
The lovely danger
I stare at his chest fully scarred
and his wings white to black
Life to Death
Just like him
Once an angel of Life
He is an angel of Death
And as I feel his arms around me
I know I am safe from Death.
poem by Viktoria Lilith
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My Tomb
The four walls around me,
The bed in which I lay.
A lock on my door,
Keeps everyone away.
The outside world has nothing,
Not a single thing for me.
For I lost the angel of my life,
An angel as beautiful as she.
I lay within these four walls,
Counting the time go by.
The day quickly comes to an end,
And then I close my eyes.
It is then I dream of her,
As I lie here in my room.
In my dream I leave from here,
This place I call my tomb.
No more walls around me,
No more bed in which I lay.
I have broken from the locks,
That kept me here to decay.
In my dream I am with her,
No longer am I sad.
For in my dream she never leaves,
Destroying everything we had.
In my dream we are happy,
Our love will only grow.
Reaching to the Heavenly skies,
Leaving the world below.
In my dream I'm full of life,
No longer live in gloom.
My angel has pulled me from the trap,
Of this place I call my tomb.
I want to stay in this dream,
For when I am asleep.
No longer do I miss her,
No longer do I weep.
I want to stay in this dream,
I never want to wake.
For when I'm here with my angel,
No longer do I ache.
I want to stay in this dream,
Don't ever pull me out.
I want to stay here forever,
For here there is no doubt.
Eventually my eyes will open,
I see the walls of my room.
Once again I'm locked up,
As I lie here in my tomb.
poem by Adam McKim
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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 is when....
Death is when my loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain in my heart
Death is this feeling of permanent sadness and pain
Death is when my loved ones have gone away
Death is the call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal mansion or cell
Death is the lesson i need to learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is this unhappy feeling i have
Death is pleasant on my behalf
Death is the day i end my life
Death is when i give up the fight
Death is happiness to the world around me
Death started when i gained my life
Death can be helped along with this knife
Death is where i shall go
Death is close, i kno
Death willl come fast
Death is vast
Death is what i see
Death lives inside of me
Death is joy to me
Death has come for me
Death is gonna take me
Death will stop my misery
Death loves my company
Death ends the pain
Death takes me on that train
Death is near
Death is finally here
One Angel
One angel, its wings spread out
colliding with the speed of sound,
One angel, that shone brighter
than the moon cratered by eternal night,
One angel, with beauty that made all the,
flowers shed there pedals out of jealously,
One angel, it's hands soft and warming
like the embrace of the suns nova ray's,
One angel, it's voice echo's through your mind
hitting every sense of safety into bloom,
One angel, with eyes that ate out
the vision of anything else but them in your sight,
One angel, it's touch like that of a dimming
candle penetrating your skin with warmth and delight,
One angel, that breathes everything
into you so you can stay alive,
One angel, that holds onto your soul
in the treasure box called her own,
One angel, is all you need
to have a eternal paradise in your soul,
One angel, you only see once in life,
One angel, that's yours to own,
One angel, made for the souls needed to be sown
poem by Daniel Filippov
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Death
The journey of death, I think of dying as it were
a sleeping process which it brings our thoughts
the illusion of angel's, heaven, clouds and paradise,
we see ourselves in a utopia dream world,
that brings us peace and harmony. Death is a
sad word; a word that is continually present with
melancholy thoughts that haunts the mind. I always
dismiss it from my mind, but always comes back.
It's there always trying to torment me, maybe if death
wasn't so enigmatic and dreadful, our thoughts would
change. We wouldn't think about it at all. When I think
of the old age, is like thinking, death is near, it's the
nearest thing to old age. Death, death is like a cold
and lonely sigh, Death, it comes like thieves in the
night, it takes you and it wont give you a notice nor a
warning. A deep anguish takes over our feelings;
death is a sad word, An empty sensation and a huge
grief, that torture's the soul and mind. Death we can't
defeated, escape or make it null. A reminder each
day that time will eventually stop and become eternal.
Death the only sure thing we inherit from the second
we are born, death, death, I cannot comprehend the
purpose to all, we struggle in our journey in every way,
to at the end, become dust in the wind, and then after
time has past, not even a vestige of us.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Angel........
Angel of love
Angel of hate
Angel of pain
Angel of hope
Angel of God
Angel of the death
Angel of happeness
Angel of sadness
Angel of madness
Angel gives me everthing in life as my friend
poem by Anees Akbar
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Life is but a lesson...
At birth I was ripped from my warm safe place,
Yet now I fear death so I flee it with haste.
As a babe in my youth I yearned for more years,
But as time's passed me by it's age I now fear...
Into this world I was born and life gave me breath,
Now each path that I choose always leads to my death.
For both death and life are old inseperable friends,
My life's but a lesson just a means to an end...
If I live life to the fullest will time pass me by?
If I start asking questions will I ever know why?
Wisdom is gibberish and gibberish is clear,
What I most wanted once is now what I most fear...
When I want most to live will it be time to die?
I dont want life to end! Will that be my last cry?
I think death must be life and to leave is to stay,
So I pray hell is heaven when my life slips away...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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What Is Death
death is love,
death is peace,
death is all the non-violent things around you,
death will hunt,
death will kill,
death is a fallin' angel,
death is what you will receive,
death is all around you,
death is love,
death is peace,
death is the killing angel of peace,
death will take every last soul,
death will vanish the day we leave,
you can run but you can from death,
he will find you no matter where you go,
death hunt by fear,
death is love,
death is peace,
death is all round.
poem by Jaqualen Roberts
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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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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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