Poems About: FUNERAL

Kith and kin are there to make their presence
In the marriages and the funerals held.
Sons and daughters are stationed to conduct
The funeral and quarrel over their shares. read more »

I went to a funeral today

Fear died and we buried it six feet deep
Everyone cheered nobody cried read more »

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

An unforgiving memory conspicuously brought back to existence
The beginning of the end has only begun
You can douse the corpse in cough syrup, but your timing’s a little off
You seem to have murdered your own heart read more »

A sinuous black worm,
the funeral procession
of black limousines crawls
toward the cemetary. read more »

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

If you were great,
Your funeral would pull fewer crowds.
If your sons were great,
Then your funeral would pull much crowd. read more »

bedside given viduals
for dead or dying
which comforts most? read more »

cousin lauro need not complain
about obituaries
i am tired of his myriad pretenses
this time he says he does not know the address read more »

Commotion is stronger to feel when near,
The agitating sphere crazes us when to adorn.
Censure must be made of the despicable,
A funeral has appeared openly for those back. 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 »

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