Poems About Death
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POEM AT TWENTY PAST TWELVE
He took five steps... -
It's such a dark and dreaded place
This damp chamber that sets misery free... -
Phantasmical plumes of thick darkness
Choking the oxygen from the air... -
A BRAVE HEART IN THE GRAVEYARD
Spots no height to fright... -
I lay upon this grassy mound
To talk... -
Shrill, the silent cry of an unborn baby.
She squawks with a squeal cry... -
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Is it worth the risk?
You can't lose what you don't have... -
Africans, my people;
I have heard your call,wailing and weeping... -
Melancholy prevails yet again
Watch me crumble and count to ten... -
Now lying here all beat to pulp and red
I do suppose it’s time to join those rows... -
It was almost as if I were dead.
My bones felt so heavy... -
Where there is death
there is death...