Poems About: FUNERAL

Such Good Friends

they were friends
good friends read more »

My eyes aren't that innocent anymore
My ears have heard disturbing things
Someone killed the old me
No on came to my funeral read more »

today, there is no grand funeral
like that of the death of
a statesman read more »

Visit a funeral where it was of a man.
Visit a funeral where it was of his wife.
Take attendance and count the mourners.
It will tell how important the woman had been. read more »

At the funeral they cried,
So much sadness pouring out, it was a surprise
To know they’d hated her whilst she was still alive. read more »

A Song For My Funeral


when they buried him read more »

If years have passed and your children are grown
The mortgage is paid and you have a second home
And in the garage are Mercedes’ and Jag’s and parked
At the dock is a yacht. read more »

I remember
Like it was almost yesterday
His funeral
Because it took place read more »

Going to a funeral should only be for the widowed wife
Who has been married to her husband all her dreary, bleary life,
A funeral means nothing for those else who tag along,
Pretending their mock-sadness and always saying something wrong! read more »

It is very impolite to cry at your own funeral.
Not impolite to others, but to yourself.
Indeed,
upon those cold cheeks do your salty tears run like endless rivers. read more »

Discarded like a used wrapper
He bleeds himself to death
Hurt pride is his funeral pyre
It sucks life out of life itself read more »

Weasel words
with easy starts
are not the first
ones to our hearts read more »