Depression is a black abyss It sounds like lonely waves crashing ashore It tastes like the salty tears that run down your face after being put down. It smells like the air at a funeral home after the death of a loved one. Depression feels like your drowning in an endless ocean of tears. This [...]

It’s like A death in the family – with neither funeral nor wake… …but I think a bereavement would be easier to take. Instead – We’ve nowhere to Lay flowers, and No focal point for grieving. It seems that something has died between us – without physically leaving… This poem was written/submitted by Ben Gunn.

some wondered why i smiled so much at ‘Bully Boy’s’ funeral and brought my laughter to his burial as if… i enjoyed some humorous moment inside myself from his early passing well…i did and i wasn’t the only one i was real about my feelings if you had known him like i knew him you [...]

Upon Concluded Lives There’s nothing cooler falls— Than Life’s sweet Calculations— The mixing Bells and Palls— Make Lacerating Tune— To Ears the Dying Side— ‘Tis Coronal—and Funeral— Saluting—in the Road— This poem was written/submitted by Emily Dickinson.

Lilacs at my funeral Lilacs when I’m dead Lilacs in my coffin Placed gently by my head Lilacs at my funeral Lilacs when I’m gone Lilacs to help send me On my journey home Lilacs at my funeral Lilacs for my grave Lilacs instead of roses Think of the money you will save This poem [...]

All of mankind can go to hell, That evil, proud, rapacious race, May I live to hear its funeral knell. To hear the tolling of that bell Would bring a smile to my glum face. All of mankind can go to hell. I want to be the one to tell Of mankind’s final fall from [...]

Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay– His insurance lapsed the other day– Yet they got a satin box for his head to lay. Night funeral In Harlem: Who was it sent That wreath of flowers? Them flowers came from that poor boy’s friends– [...]

I am standing at your funeral Ready to say good bye I am standing here Ready to cry Memories for me to recall Of my first ball Climbing tall trees Skined up knees Swinging High Touching the sky When I returned Your arms were there Wraping me With warmth comfort and care. I am wondering [...]

There may be a heaven Sealed in the dark Then there’s no denial About life here on earth But while I wait here anyway I have to love this ’til the day – I want to have the good funeral Death the mirror of life Rock and roll in a big stadium To the tune [...]