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Death Poems

Death Poems

The best death poems to read and recite out loud. Each of these classic poems deals with the subject of death.

Death Poems

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Because I could not stop for Death

Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me
The Carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the School, where Children strove
At recess in the ring
We passed the fields of gazing grain
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us
The dews drew quivering and chill
For only Gossamer, my gown
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground.
The roof was scarcely visible
The cornice in the ground.

Since then ’tis centuries and yet
Feels shorter than the DAY
I first surmised the horses’ heads
Were toward eternity.

Not Waving but Drowning

Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.

Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him
his heart gave way, they said.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
Still the dead one lay moaning
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.

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  • Hey good poems.XxchickennuggetsXx why’dya wanna screwdriver??Wait are ya joking?Kidding?

  • The picture is soo cool, But it has two pictures like that, one without eyes, and the other has eyes….weird…

  • FIRST!! Not waving but drowning is my best poem ever! It’s cool..Does anyone has a screwdriver?

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