Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Famous Death Poems
Famous Grief Poetry
Since the beginning of time, humans have lived their sometimes grand and sometimes ordinary lives, and have thereafter been laid to rest in countless graves and tombs. Death is something that, in a peculiar way, unites people everywhere, regardless of their social status, race, religious beliefs, or country of residence. This curious aspect of human nature inspired countless famous poets to contemplate, and write about, man's mortality. Famous poets like Emily Dickinson, Ella Wheeler Wilcox, and Mary Elizabeth Frye all had their own unique ways of viewing death and its effect on the living, views that still impact readers today.
Best Poems About Death by Famous Poets
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Death is nothing at all.Featured Shared Story
Reading the comments here, I just felt that I "belonged." This year has been very hard - in March my father passed and in October my dear brother. I feel so lost now without...
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,Featured Shared Story
It's what we want to believe. We don't cry because our loved one is dead, we cry because we won't ever see or talk to them again and we will miss them. We are crying for ourselves. Someone...
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.Featured Shared Story
When my son died twenty eight years ago part of my soul was gone. As much as everyone tries to console you, nothing seems to help. I was so mad at God for taking my child from me. A few weeks...
Analysis of Form and Technique
Remember the time you lent me your car and I dented it?
I thought you'd kill me...
But you didn't.
Featured Shared Story
The expecting of a loved one to come home, to come out of their bedroom, to come and have coffee with you, to call you, to text you, to walk in the forest with you like all the other times,...
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,Featured Shared Story
It wasn't until I lost my son recently that I can understand this poem. My son's life and his untimely death has forever altered my soul and my existence. I always considered myself a...
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