Poems About: FUNERAL

I need pain
a knife against my wrist
is not enough
well it's pain, read more »

Once there was a monk
with peaceful mind without junk.

At funeral, he usually preached, read more »

Death is a mockery of life
They who have lived it through, are dead read more »

Still and tall as a statue.
I stand straight with perfect posture
At every event.
Be it a birthday party, read more »

Friend,
Once upon a time you were my friend
and the day I knew you played a plot
to demean me thru a sting mission read more »

Once there were singing birds with me.
Then it was my spring.
Then there were perching birds with me.
Then it was my summer. read more »

I can hear the funeral bell tolling in the church across the way
Calling in the family and friends of the deceased one for to pray
For the soul of the departed though what happens to the soul
When life's last breath we have taken would seem beyond our control, read more »

A funeral procession
Only the dead person's Kith & Kin?
No long hearse and they carry the cardboard casket
on their bony shoulders towards the pauper's graveyard! read more »

Good-bye to you Officer Rodney Holder...
Good-bye to one of our finest-most brave-
Good-bye to all of the protection you afforded us...
Your service shall not pass away with the grave; read more »

When word was brought that Alexander was dead
In Babylon, gossips said it was not true;
For if that demigod spirit had shed
So vast a corpse, its corruption then through read more »

There is a place not far from Yeats' Tower.
No life grows there, no lively tune, nor poets power
Has ever rang of this land. Yet here I may recall,
In remembrance, Roscommon; land of the funeral pall. read more »

Funeral wakes in our barrio
Are simple but picturesque

Amidst boiling cauldrons of read more »