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Equivocal: Ambiguous and Uncertain
(adjective) primarily means open to more than one interpretation or of an uncertain nature. It can apply to words, statements, actions, or results.
Death by Brandi Young
Death Poem by Brandi Young
Death is forever
So don’t flirt with suicide
Death is painful
Stay away from knives
I Want To Die
I Want To Die Poem by Abdul Wahab
Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
To my own permanent and eternal home
You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.
A Poet’s Death Is His Life Iv
The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north wind probed in contemplation of laying waste the gardens.
And Death Shall Have No Dominion
And Death Shall Have No Dominion by Dylan Thomas
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,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
Let Me Die A Youngman’s Death
Let me die a youngman's deathnot a clean and in betweenthe sheets holy water deathnot a famous-last-wordspeaceful out of breath death When I'm 73and in constant good tumourmay I be mown down at dawnby a bright red sports caron my way homefrom an allnight party Or when...
Time Moved Quickly by Micron Jan
Time Moved Quickly
ime slipped past us
quicker than breath,
hours falling away
before we knew to hold them.
When Great Trees Fall
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep by Clare Harner. Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep-
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/do-not-stand-by-my-grave-and-weep-by-clare-harner
A Child of Mine
I will lend you, for a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he’s dead.
It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three.
Death is Nothing at All
Death is nothing at all By Henry Scott-Holland
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
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