Poems About: FUNERAL

there the girl sleeps her midnight main
some keep before I
divide it no other way
of mine - - - justified - - - through a read more »

these are his shoes
never used by him

these are his shirts read more »

The night after the funeral
I am still not free
Haunted in part by her memory
The realization of early death read more »

Last night, I attended a funeral
It was death of my patience

It got 'infected' long time back, read more »

I looked at you
with a blank stare
The way you looked at me...
i could tell we would never be a pair read more »

Belief will lynch all the vistas,
one by one,
for art of living,
to break the silence of innocence. read more »

I’ve seen her
She sat next to me in class
She never talked
Her head was always down read more »

she prepared broccoli tempura
and acorn squash soup
she later learned one of the guests was vegetarian read more »

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Burning scent of admirable rage,
Consuming all in it's path.
The freedom of malevolence,
And the empire of funeral sanctuary expands. read more »

How dear we were
Once, as brothers and sisters!
Once no more are our parents
and we ourselves are parents, read more »

This skin I wear
Doesn’t fit
It’s tight in some places,
Smothering me read more »