Poems About: DEATH

To be absent from the body
Is to be present with the Lord
The dust returns to earth read more »

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, read more »

Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job. read more »

A crunch: afoot a dead arachnid
Spanning once a serving plate –
Oh! that others be alive
With such as me for spider bait! read more »

In darkness of the night
I spied him in a tree
Sat I froze by the sight
He was looking at me read more »

Be gentle, sky, and let me rest –
These bones are worn – they lack the zest
Of flesh in life – they’re marrowless! –
Their arid surface, nakedness! – read more »

When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove read more »

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 read more »

Someone once said, 'The road to hell is paved with good intentions.'
But it is much more than that, one can go so far as to mention,
That many on that road think they have with God, good relations.'
Have you ever read God's Word and learned of His expectations? read more »

Through oddly tinted glasses, I scan the grey of death –
Stone cold, bone old:
In awe I hold an artefact of life inside the eye! read more »

This life has now passed away
They are with the Lord today
Enjoying a better life anew read more »

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 read more »