Top 100 Poems About: DEATH

In this page, poems on / about “death” are listed.
  • 1.
    Death Is Nothing At All

    Death is nothing at all.
    I have only slipped away to the next room.
    I am I and you are you.
    Whatever we were to each other, read more »

    Henry Scott Holland
  • 2.
    And Death Shall Have No Dominion

    And death shall have no dominion.
    Dead man naked they shall be one
    With the man in the wind and the west moon;
    When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 3.
    Because I Could Not Stop For Death

    Because I could not stop for Death-
    He kindly stopped for me-
    The Carriage held but just Ourselves-
    And Immortality. read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 4.
    Death Be Not Proud

    Death be not proud, though some have called thee
    Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe,
    For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
    Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill mee. read more »

    John Donne
  • 5.
    Let Me Die A Youngman's Death

    Let me die a youngman's death
    not a clean and inbetween
    the sheets holywater death
    not a famous-last-words read more »

    Roger McGough
  • 6.
    Nothing But Death

    There are cemeteries that are lonely,
    graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
    the heart moving through a tunnel,
    in it darkness, darkness, darkness, read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 7.
    A Dream Of Death

    I DREAMED that one had died in a strange place
    Near no accustomed hand,
    And they had nailed the boards above her face,
    The peasants of that land, read more »

    William Butler Yeats
  • 8.
    A Refusal To Mourn The Death, By Fire, Of A Child In London

    Never until the mankind making
    Bird beast and flower
    Fathering and all humbling darkness
    Tells with silence the last light breaking read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 9.
    The Death Of The Ball Turret Gunner

    From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
    And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
    Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
    I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. read more »

    Randall Jarrell
  • 10.

    Come thou, thou last one, whom I recognize,
    unbearable pain throughout this body's fabric:
    as I in my spirit burned, see, I now burn in thee:
    the wood that long resisted the advancing flames read more »

    Rainer Maria Rilke
  • 11.
    Father Death Blues

    Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
    Hey poor man, you're all alone
    Hey old daddy, I know where I'm going read more »

    Allen Ginsberg
  • 12.
    An Irish Airman Forsees His Death

    I KNOW that I shall meet my fate
    Somewhere among the clouds above;
    Those that I fight I do not hate,
    Those that I guard I do not love; read more »

    William Butler Yeats
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