#funeral poems on Hello Poetry

hxrvld May 2018

Lavender

The rain dance on my skin,
Just like impenetrable bullets,
A glimpse of beauty in lavender,
I am healed as I see it.

Soulless temple,
The serene grey sky,
I wrote an apology letter to myself,
I wore the black attire for my funeral,
To be healed,
To heal,
the restless soul.

inspired from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJ9nmbN5rd4

#rain #dance #skin #bullet #beauty #heal #temple #soul #apology #funeral

Aa Harvey May 2018

Bring out your dead

Bring Out Your Dead

One by one the dead shall rise
And the burning fires within their eyes,
Shall show their hatred for humanity.
Their deaths have taken away their sanity.

They will hunt us down and take our lives,
Down to their living Hell of screams and fire.
Torture, pain and no way out.
Welcome to Hell. You shall fulfil Satan’s desires.

One by one the people burn,
Or have their bodies buried underground.
But from the ashes of the dead,
The phoenix shall rise once again.

But fear the phoenix, for what it brings with it,
The zombies and ghosts and all sorts of ghoulies.
The land of the dead, was once full of life,
Now the life has been drained away,
By the Hell that is fire.

(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

#death #dead #fire #demons #hell #funeral #fear #creatures #life

Sky May 2018

death and spring

“Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?”

- 1 Corinthians 15:55

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O Lord, sanctify this:

today,
as huddled mourners wept themselves dry

--a grove of blackened birch that grows
around a solemn shadow, a vine upon bone--

as pressed toes crumbled through mausoleum floor

--a great Kingdom that has gone mute
for the buzzing of bees, mindless murmur of wind--

as overcast eyes stabbed blindly

--the billowing stone masts in an ocean of grass
betrayed no signs of the carnage--

in accordance with the Scriptures
life delivered the fatal blow

and death--

death was alive
and throbbed within me.

some moby **** and the memories from today morning's visit to the cemetery

#death #funeral #mourning #cemetery #springtime #afterlife #sadness #happiness #life

Aa Harvey May 2018

Death is written on every page

Death is written on every page

Black sun on a sea of ash.
Darkness falls; light is not coming back.
The raven calls in the midnight hour.
All that is left in the garden are uprooted flowers.

Summer is dead like the corpse of time.
Frozen in place; bound to ground within twine.
The little lights no longer shine.
All is darkness in the land of the blind.

Tears mark the route he took,
To a place without any good luck.
The tricks are played like a funeral dirge.
All is dirt.
All around are the widows in white.
The only black dresses are saved for the brides.
This is another day of eternal night.
City of angels who have lost their lives.

Broken dreams lay in the gutter and doorways.
The only lights left are the fires that rage.
Death is written on every page.

(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

#death #dark #end #dead #grave #funeral #dreams #dystopia

Avery Glows May 2018

In Death

They shall recall
fragments of you.
Your past.
Your future.
Biding farewell
at the darkest hour.
There you lay
with roses tinged white,
a sight, like art.
And in static handwriting,
your name
be drizzled, in soft italics,
delicately, like craft.
They mumbled
Au revoir.
The voices of the living exhale,
in echo with the relief—

You lived,
have lived,
unforgotten.

May, 2017

#death #farewell #die #life #afterlife #infinity #and #cycle #simplicity #funeral

Taylor Shelton May 2018

You wouldn’t be proud

I’m sorry I look at you with empty eyes
And speak with simple words
We both lost her
He both loved her
We both miss her
I just don’t know what to say to you
I see that pain in your eyes when you look at me
Like I remind you of her death
I miss all of them
It just reminds me I’m growing up
But I really really don’t want to
I feel like I’m dying but I’m just getting closer
Listen, I’m sorry
I’ve lost my mind and I’ve been trying to compensate by trying to be deep
Honestly.
Honestly.
I don’t know what I’m thinking anymore
I’ve been blank minded since I saw you banging on her coffin
I’ve been blank minded since I realized she was dead

#death #lovedones #dead #funeral #coffin #morbid #night #blank #love #heart

Aa Harvey May 2018

Six feet under

Six feet under

Holes are forming where shadows used to lay.
Time is disappearing as life drifts away.
Falling down into the ground, searching for a new way to escape;
But there is no way to escape from a determined fate.

A date with destiny, the present is wrapped in a bow.
Feelings are fading, the light it is a changing and now the heat is low.
The daylight fades from the eyes as all hope is drained from inside
And all that remains is a body in a grave…
What a way to go.

(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

#death #funeral #dark #graveyard #time #life #fate #hopeless

Louisa Coller May 2018

My Dearest Aunt

My dearest aunt,

I shall greatly miss you in physical form,
but I know you'll always be here in my family and I's hearts.

Susan is a beautiful woman, through looks and personality.
When I was young until this day, I could always rely on her.

I still fondly remember the days we would bake, joke and eventually drag my Mother into baking at night.

My aunt will always be in our family's hearts.

This is more or less, a written piece, for my aunt who passed away a few weeks ago, yesterday (17th of May) was her funeral. I was absolutely devastated, but I had the opportunity to stand up and talk about her.

When I did, I started crying and admittedly, my entire family felt the emotion in my voice.

#family #remembrance #death #funeral #sad

SangAndTranen May 2018

Hyacinth

There is a little flower
Sat in front of me
Purple and delicate
It tilts its head in pity

As it watches in forever silence
At my scarily endless tears
At my gagging devastation.
The realisation of my fears.

I'm thinking of my only Daughter
The very light of my being
That lost her life last night
A sudden, unjust reckoning.

This flower in front of me
Has a note attached to its stem.
It says "I'm sorry you lost Her"
But Her life meant nothing to them.

This beautiful, wilting creature
is meant to replace Her
As if a pathetic flower
Could ease these crippling burns.

This single papery display of nature
Is just as temporary as She.
In a few weeks it'll be dead like her
Tell me flower - was she robbed of life,
or is she free?!

Is this some kind of cruel joke?
They feel my pain "like an ache in their heart"
But as if to remind me of what I just went through
They give a grieving mother a dying plant.

And yet...
Its beauty reminds me of Her...
Its delicate movements in the breeze
Its quiet solitude and sophistication...
Colour of the deepest seas.

I'll enjoy it while I can
The lift before the fall
I'll give this flower a chance because
maybe it's not so bad after all...

I don't think this is very good, it just needed to be written after I got inspired.

#death #grief #mother #motherhood #daughter #lost #flower #funeral #hyacinth #purple

Daniel Magner Apr 2018

Packing for a Funeral

The usual travel excitement
is dormant,
put to sleep by somber things.
No bright, floral swim trunks,
no blue-striped tank top,
no flashy ties or eye catching button ups.
Black pants, black socks, black tops,
black-faced watch,
black thoughts.

A sudden loss.

Daniel Magner 2018

#funeral #death #travel