Best Decease Poems

If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
All that is left of "I"
To the Hills for old sake's sake,
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On Hellespont, guilty of true-love's blood,
In view and opposite two cities stood,
Sea-borderers, disjoined by Neptune's might;
The one Abydos, the other Sestos hight.
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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory;
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The day is turning ghost,
And scuttles from the kalendar in fits and furtively,
   To join the anonymous host
Of those that throng oblivion; ceding his place, maybe,
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Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best,
With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest,
What ails thee hang thy head, and cross thine arms,
And sit i' the dust to sigh these sad alarms?
What deluge of new woes thus over-whelm
The glories of thy ever famous Realm?
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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
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O, that you were your self! But, love, you are
No longer yours than you yourself here live.
Against this coming end you should prepare,
And your sweet semblance to some other give.
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Across a continent imaginary
Because it cannot be discovered now
Upon this fully apprehended planet—
No more applicants considered,
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I wonder do you feel to-day
As I have felt since, hand in hand,
We sat down on the grass, to stray
In spirit better through the land,
This morn of Rome and May?
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How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!
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TO conclude--I announce what comes after me;
I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for the
present, depart.
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Don’t hold me tight
We are crossing zero!

Let’s forget
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Morn in the wake of the morning star
Came furrowing all the orient into gold.
We rose, and each by other drest with care
Descended to the court that lay three parts
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Asleep or waking is it? for her neck,
Kissed over close, wears yet a purple speck
Wherein the pained blood falters and goes out;
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HOW like a Winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen,
What old December's bareness everywhere!
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I fell in love with a frog,
who was sitting alone on the banks of the Nile,
mooning over the premature decease of his beautiful wife.
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We buried old Bob where the bloodwoods wave
At the foot of the Eaglehawk;
We fashioned a cross on the old man's grave
For fear that his ghost might walk;
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With that delight the Royal captiv's brought
Before the throne, to breath his farewell thought,
To tel his last tale, and so end with it,
Which gladly he esteemes a benefit;
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Don’t beat the traffic light
Stop! When it’s red
Zoooom…goes the Mercedes
And BMW 5 Series
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Strong Son of God, immortal Love,
Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove;
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Mobile means capable of being moved
One place to another possible to take
Beautifully one can communicate with this
Immediately this can receive and despatch
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Face of the skies
preside
over our wonder.
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Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,
Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!
Quenched youth, and is that thy purse?
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STR. 1

I laid my laurel-leaf
At the white feet of grief,
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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
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Great Alexander was wise Philips son,
He to Amyntas, Kings of Macedon;
The cruel proud Olympias was his Mother,
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Alas! our noble and generous Queen Victoria is dead,
And I hope her soul to Heaven has fled,
To sing and rejoice with saints above,
Where ah is joy, peace, and love.
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I am all alone
So cold, and as white as a bone
Betrayed, and broken
From words not spoken
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To your love,
You really got me addicted,
Like I never predicted...
I thought it was a blessing from above,
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It chaunced me on day beside the shore
Of siluer streaming Thamesis to bee,
Nigh where the goodly Verlame stood of yore,
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I

From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
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How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness every where!
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Traveller, regret not me; for thou shalt find
Just cause of sorrow none in my decease,
Who, dying, children's children left behind,
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Gone was his breathing,
Gone were heart beats,
The silent pulses,
Screamed of his decease.
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Defiance of Mind

The count goes on, as a matter of time
It's significance, a mere state of mind
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THE scene is the Southern Hemisphere;
The time — oh, any time of the year
Will do as well as another; say June,
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O restless and impetuous youth!
Who hid thy face with the mask of wisdom
And clothed thee with the apparel of patience?
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Death
Beautiful, hateful
Taking. Lifting. Scaring.
Makes little children cry
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A rich advowson, highly prized,
For private sale was advertised;
And many a parson made a bid;
The REVEREND SIMON MAGUS did.
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Within my dark and narrow bed
I rested well, new-laid:
I heard above my fleshless head
The grinding of a spade.
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O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are
No longer yours than you yourself here live:
Against this coming end you should prepare,
And your sweet semblance to some other give.
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Twelve hundred million men are spread
About this Earth, and I and You
Wonder, when You and I are dead,
"What will those luckless millions do?"
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Decease memories,
Driven us fast to sparkling,
Realm of backdrop
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Blood is red liquid get flows through the vain
Diminishing of blood may affect the brain.
Bloodless person cannot survive death is sure,
Blood is too necessary for human to cure.
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To rest in peace
I live on
To be the best of the rest.
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Walking down the lane was I and a dragon I did see
Slowly I turned and through the forest about to flee
'Hidee Hoo' I heard him say in a voice so very deep
Soothing rumble of that great voice almost made me sleep
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What is it now?
which word should I choose, wow!
what choice have I
which word I can choose and why
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What are you looking for?
The worldly world you adore?
Where are you going to?
The heaven you've been exiled blue?
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How, Providence? and yet a Scottish crew?
Then Madam Nature wears black patches too!
What, shall our nation be in bondage thus
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ARGUMENT.

This book begins about the middle of the third night from the opening of the poem. The poet describes a kind of mist, which rose by night from the Lake of Lego, and was the usual residence of the souls of the dead, during the interval between their decease and the funeral song. The appearance of the ghost of Fillan above the cave where his body lay. His voice comes to Fingal on the rock of Cormul. The king strikes the shield of Trenmor, which was an infallible sign of his appearing in arms himself. The extraordinary effect of the sound of the shield. Sul-malla, starting from sleep, awakes Cathmor. Their affecting discourse. She insists with him to sue for peace; he resolves to continue the war. He directs her to retire to the neighboring valley of Lona, which was the residence of an old Druid, until the battle of the next day should be over. He awakes his army with the sound of his shield. The shield described. Fonar, the bard, at the desire of Cathmor, relates the first settlement of the Fir-bolg in Ireland, under their leader Larthon. Morning comes. Sul-malla retires to the valley of Lona. A lyric song concludes the book.
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[c] Jonathan Robin

Sang to M.C. Sonnet Cycle after William Shakespeare: Sonnets Sonnets LXXXI - C
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Cheerful sound with big sound is called laugh
You energy is consumed almost half
Worries and tension disappear altogether
It has nothing to do with any whether
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When I awaken
From drunken stupor
And see morning light
Whispering new sight
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- - Happy birthday day Guruji - -
By Prabir Gayen
Whence the cerulean redden with drops of innocent blood, dark cloud of smoke from exhaustedland of corpse strewn with smoky granite pyre.
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Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade,
Where rumour of oppression and deceit,
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So many soldiers gone, when will this end.
It's time to realize all this makes no sense,
killing for nothing like it's not a sin.
Too many small kids losing their fathers, falling vitcims to the street.
As mothers are left crying tears of sorrow, with the devil we all compete.
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Translated by Yiyan HAN(c)
2008-01-22 (last modified 2017-12-11)

Entering the great square
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The shower of sapless leaves,
Dancing in the midst of them,
My deep despair do they cleave;
I'm never more the same.
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The Evangelist (1)

Miracles do exist
before we are born
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When I awaken
From drunken stupor
And see morning light
Whispering new sight
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[c] Jonathan Robin

Care Is Our Dream
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Jealousy,
it's nothing but trouble,
causes pain and sorrows,
makes friends,
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When I was in my teens,
He was in his eighties,
but the immense gap of our age
didn't interfere between us.
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What sayst thou, traveller, of all thou saw'st afar?
On every tree hangs boredom, ripening to its fall,
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“Who rules these lands?” the Pilgrim said.
“Stranger, Queen Blanchelys.”
“And who has thus harried them?” he said.
“It was Duke Luke did this:
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Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask—lie over!
You light surfaces only, I force surfaces and depths also.

Earth! you seem to look for something at my hands,
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As time passes and gives death kiss endure,
To days that are now lost in memories;
For one thing we are never here to sure,
Of what will live and then from us decease.
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You with the temper fits,
Need to sit and listen...
To your moans.
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Never enter my court spreading disease,
Inside this duty I complain of those who decease
From the clause written by the judge,
To decapitate the man with the nudge.
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Being poor will decease, bringing the light
Of the heavens to your grace, so great.
Inside the heart is the soul and its legions,
What does the heart speak when committed?
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A body lies in total stillness
devoid of spirit, emptiness reigns
not an ember of thoughts remains
that could ignite a tingling message
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A body lies in total stillness
devoid of spirit, emptiness reigns
not an ember of thoughts remains
that could ignite a tingling message
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My father once said to me
One day my son you will want to start a family,
So, please take the advice from a man who has traveled the country
And also in the Bible read and then see.
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Taste of your rage
pulsed in thy thorn-winged breath,
Invades our long love of the soft sun.
My voice unwillingly causes this loveless wine,
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Lope Felix De Vega Carpio

Lope Felix De Vega Carpio (November 25,1562 -August 27,1635) was called by Cervantes, 'the Monster of Nature.' And surely he was as he produced more than any author before or since. His work dominated the theatrical world of Spain with both his prose and poetry. Cervantes like other writers of the day felt the pressure wrought by De Vega and was unable to compete and lived in poverty. If this is not enough, it is thought by some that the spurious Part Two of Don Quixote was the product of De Vega's mind and certainly his knowledge of the Church would have permitted him to write under the pen name of Alonso Fernandez de Avellanda in a detail that would have been difficult for Cervantes. Avellanda, the author, remains unknown.
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They killed the first prez by constant bleeding.
Cary Grant had dentures and halitosis
Adolf Hitler showed little if any breeding
he farted like no one, I'll tell you what gross is.
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Season seeds succeeding seasons' seeds
Until spun seasons cease, run Time’s decease.
Reason reads another reason’s creeds,
Understanding seldom sees increase.
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Firm friend where others faltered,
Egypt’s first Lord of Peace.
Assassination altered
Revenge to release!
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Fourteen years have flown past
Each one took toll till peace
At last seemed to have grown fast
Reflecting needs to piece
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Take precaution and
Sunday,11th April 2021

Never mind
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the earth quaked
eating innocents
babies and kittens
beasts and brutes
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(in answer to Christina Rossetti)

Day and night, from early to late
where they were plying an age-old trade
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How chilly like winter have you been
with emotions of love stripped in the bud
and what dark unpleasant experiences I have seen
as if what love had been between us had been cut
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Oh dry bones!
In the valley of death;

Illegal lust!
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I am in grief and my father is in grief too,
Because my Step-Mother is dead;
Se died on the 2nd of September 2004,
And she's gone too soon.
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What if the world had a real threat
to rally behind?
Not some man made decease that they
have had the cure for!
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Let this storm recede

Let the waves retreat
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Trust issues you say?
Ha! Lies I have heard
A one time too many
Cease! Or decease!
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Your Unconditional Love

You tried your best to save me,
With your love you become anxious,
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Good company deserves another.
What could be better than two stewards over the same area.
To easily stop confrontation at the very stem before it gets deeply rooted.
But where does this root stem.
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Life is a series of illness after illness and decease after decease
I am in sheer love and from my beloved I got gift of love agonies
My sweetheart I am indebted in love and take this just ecstasies
Still I am hopeful that you will open the window for love breeze
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Justice brings peace,
But since the beginning,
There isn't much around.
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Each season lies;
each has deceptive reasoning
while in full of pride, each
accepts our please of them
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Night & Day, I've feared to breathe
Feared to find the keys to unshackle-
Myself; I've frozen with disbelief
Have at times lived like jackals.
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Pardon me, Pardon me, Pardon me.
I am the great guilty votary of YE.
Please kindly bless Thine mercy on me.
I am the faithful devotee of Thee.
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The 8th -9th of May – the Greatest Day,
the Saint Holiday – the Victory Day.
A holiday with glee and spree,
a holiday with tears that appear
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Where is she?
Where is the woman who enjoys to speak from the heart to that one person?
Where is that woman who loves to live the words from her heart to everyone?
Where is the woman who believes cheating is the enemy of a beautiful dream?
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Black hearts
Are better then red
They bring out emptyness
And coldest dread
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