Death Poetry

​A life full of pain Full of sadness Now the vesper is nigh Sitting alone Candles lit Soon I will go to sleep In peace, I will think And death will help me dig In this quarry of bad things To discover diamonds of happiness, To find emeralds of love That they will shine brighter than ever When the Sun comes up. ​6/9/2026

Dead or Alive? What do you prefer? A question so easy to answer That's making wise people cry (Why is the bright sun hiding in plain sight?)

Chair upright An empty club Full of people dancing Ghosts from another time You can only hear them if you're drunk But who are you? Alive or Dead? Ask yourself Does it matter at the end? Only ghosts can dance in the void Knowing that there is nothing there Filled with memories of bright nights They know death is what made them alive!