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A man of few words,
I just sit still on this hill,
I know death will persist,
I write when my mind is still,
I bleed daily to exist. — P.J. Bayliss
I just sit still on this hill,
I know death will persist,
I write when my mind is still,
I bleed daily to exist. — P.J. Bayliss
How do you like your blue-eyed boy Mr Death?
— E. E. Cummings
Play a Death March for me
— T. Grassan
It is not death that allows us to understand each other, but poetry.
— Ursula K. Le Guin
I fain would follow love, if that could be;
I needs must follow death, who calls for me;
Call and I follow, I follow! let me die. — Alfred Tennyson
I needs must follow death, who calls for me;
Call and I follow, I follow! let me die. — Alfred Tennyson
When the star dies,
Its eye closes; tired of watching,
It flies back to its first bright dream. — Dejan Stojanovic
Its eye closes; tired of watching,
It flies back to its first bright dream. — Dejan Stojanovic
They could not listen.
They could not stop.
What they did was the death dance.
What they did would do them in. — Anne Sexton
They could not stop.
What they did was the death dance.
What they did would do them in. — Anne Sexton
This is why I write. Because poetry begins where death is robbed of the last word.
— Odysseus Elytis
sometimes it's hard to know
what to
do. — Charles Bukowski
what to
do. — Charles Bukowski
The world is better without
them.
only the plants and the animals are
true comrades.
I drink to them and with
them. — Charles Bukowski
them.
only the plants and the animals are
true comrades.
I drink to them and with
them. — Charles Bukowski
Poets are interested primarily in death and commas.
— Carolyn Kizer
The death of childhood is the beginning of poetry.
— Andrei Tarkovsky
I'm sick of the images trapped in my head
I'm sick of being preoccupied with the dead — Jessica-Lynn Barbour
I'm sick of being preoccupied with the dead — Jessica-Lynn Barbour
I can't even make up a rhyme about an umbrella, let alone death and life and eternal peace.
— Knut Hamsun
Death makes its own choices.
Has reasoning an order has a taste ... — Angelo Tsanatelis
Has reasoning an order has a taste ... — Angelo Tsanatelis
Tell me: what's more obscene than fucking waste?
Death is in quite poor taste, if you ask me. — Eleanor Brown
Death is in quite poor taste, if you ask me. — Eleanor Brown
As long as music survives, poetry will never die.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
This my personal death? -
That my lungs be failing
To inhale the breath
Others are exhaling? — Edna St. Vincent Millay
That my lungs be failing
To inhale the breath
Others are exhaling? — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Because Dad told you he'd be here forever.
Because I thought forever was like Mars -- far away. — Kwame Alexander
Because I thought forever was like Mars -- far away. — Kwame Alexander
the mind is a treasure
trove, an almanac, a tomb. — Beth Morey
trove, an almanac, a tomb. — Beth Morey
Science ask facts and religion ask faith, humans are confused between life and death.
— Santosh Kalwar
Conscience is no more than the dead speaking to us.
— Jim Carroll
I walk with a dual longing
for life and for death. — Melissa Lee-Houghton
for life and for death. — Melissa Lee-Houghton
The worst thing," he told me,
"is bitterness, people end up so
bitter. — Charles Bukowski
"is bitterness, people end up so
bitter. — Charles Bukowski
Perhaps, if I make a friend
of the mountain cuckoo
in this world,
he will talk to me
when we cross the mountain of death — Izumi Shikibu
of the mountain cuckoo
in this world,
he will talk to me
when we cross the mountain of death — Izumi Shikibu
For life's not a paragraph/ and death, i think, is no parenthesis.
— E. E. Cummings
the gods play no
favorites. — Charles Bukowski
favorites. — Charles Bukowski
I leave you, to go the road we all must go. The road I would choose, if only I could, is the other.
— Murasaki Shikibu
If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be executed.
— A.H. Septimius
Such is true joy's absolute certainty,
Its slow lit fuse that burns holes
In the shabby shroud of death forever. — Scott Hastie
Its slow lit fuse that burns holes
In the shabby shroud of death forever. — Scott Hastie
The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.
— Edgar Allan Poe
Sometimes love
is that fucked up movie
where everyone dies
in the end. — Robert M. Drake
is that fucked up movie
where everyone dies
in the end. — Robert M. Drake
In greatness, life and death merge.
— Dejan Stojanovic
I found the best thing
I could do
was just to type away
at my own work
and let the dying
die
as they always have. — Charles Bukowski
I could do
was just to type away
at my own work
and let the dying
die
as they always have. — Charles Bukowski
Inside a home you left me, a blue orphanage.
Inside a bluish mosaic, space to live. — Heng Siok Tian
Inside a bluish mosaic, space to live. — Heng Siok Tian
And let me ask you this: the dead,
where aren't they? — Franz Wright
where aren't they? — Franz Wright
I used to only write poetry; now I live it. I finally matured enough to starve my hypocrisy to death.
— Steve Maraboli
Sometimes all we need to be able to continue alone
are the dead
rattling the walls
that close us in. — Charles Bukowski
are the dead
rattling the walls
that close us in. — Charles Bukowski
Our Mother feedeth thus our little life, That we may in turn feed her with our death
— James Thomson
I die a little everyday, in trying to revive what I lost yesterday!
— Jasleen Kaur Gumber
Heaven isnt my place, neither is hell. I have no place, except the death that's awaiting me
— Erin Hanson
Conscious writing can be the death of poetry.
— Marianne Moore
the gods seldom
give
but so quickly
take. — Charles Bukowski
give
but so quickly
take. — Charles Bukowski
Marriage is a contract between 2 people male and female;doing what it takes to make the union work until death due them apart
— Martellis Thurmand
I take this continent with me into the grave.
— Ray Bradbury
The true poet is all the time a visionary and whether with friends or not, as much alone as a man on his death bed.
— William Butler Yeats
Violence can read like poetry. You just have to describe the act as if you're in love with the way your characters bleed.
— F.K. Preston
We are all debts owed to death.
— Simonides
The Scorpion?
The Grasshopper?
Which way will she go? — E.A. Bucchianeri
The Grasshopper?
Which way will she go? — E.A. Bucchianeri
Aflame in black ecstasy, orders extinguished:
after death
how will I know my love was true,
this sacrifice not an exercise in vanity? — Phan Ming Yen
after death
how will I know my love was true,
this sacrifice not an exercise in vanity? — Phan Ming Yen
Death defines life. I'd rather stay undefined.
— Lera Auerbach
When the last leaf falls,
what will die within us? — Sheniz Janmohamed
what will die within us? — Sheniz Janmohamed
She wasn't very
interesting
but few people
are. — Charles Bukowski
interesting
but few people
are. — Charles Bukowski
Death is the end of the poetry we call life.
— Debasish Mridha
When I shut my eyes on this world I'll finally have peace.
— Kevin Walker
They are both spectacular,
Life and death. — Dejan Stojanovic
Life and death. — Dejan Stojanovic
I feel no grief for being called something
which
I am not;
in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good
back rub — Charles Bukowski
which
I am not;
in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good
back rub — Charles Bukowski
Unbeing dead isn't being alive.
— E. E. Cummings
Death stoops over me.
I'm a problem in chess. He
has the solution. — Tomas Transtromer
I'm a problem in chess. He
has the solution. — Tomas Transtromer
I grow into my death.
My life is small
and getting smaller. The world is green.
Nothing is all. — Mark Strand
My life is small
and getting smaller. The world is green.
Nothing is all. — Mark Strand
Life defined only as the opposite of death is not life.
— Mahmoud Darwish
forge forever on
tho' dark death rewards us all
forge forever on — Kurt Brindley
tho' dark death rewards us all
forge forever on — Kurt Brindley
Having nothing to struggle
against
they have nothing to struggle
for. — Charles Bukowski
against
they have nothing to struggle
for. — Charles Bukowski
Dear friend, I have searched all night
through each burnt paper,
but I fear I will never find
the formula to let you die — Leonard Cohen
through each burnt paper,
but I fear I will never find
the formula to let you die — Leonard Cohen
Regret is mostly caused by not having
done anything. — Charles Bukowski
done anything. — Charles Bukowski
If poetry could truly tell it backwards, then it would.
— Carol Ann Duffy
Life into death
Life's other shape,
No rupture,
Only crossing. — Dejan Stojanovic
Life's other shape,
No rupture,
Only crossing. — Dejan Stojanovic
Some men never
die
and some men never
live
but we're all alive
tonight. — Charles Bukowski
die
and some men never
live
but we're all alive
tonight. — Charles Bukowski
Before she knew it, she was just another set of eyes in a dusty attic, waiting for the stairs to creak.
— Kelly Moran
Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.
— Edgar Allan Poe
the song of the dead
heavy as rain
on the wide banana leaves
hard as drums — Antonio Cisneros
heavy as rain
on the wide banana leaves
hard as drums — Antonio Cisneros
And here face down beneath the sun
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night — Archibald MacLeish
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night — Archibald MacLeish
Dying is a universe of its own.
— Arlene Ang
Another lover hits the universe. The circle is broken. But with death comes rebirth. And like all lovers and sad people, I am a poet.
— Allen Ginsberg
No mark survives this place: you too will yield
to unmemory. — Mathew Henderson
to unmemory. — Mathew Henderson