Roses on My Grave

Roses on my grave, Withered. My headstone crumbles, Forgotten. Since the day I died, You mourned for over a year. I saw the way you cried. The way you shed those tears. You came to my grave. Fresh roses every week. A resurrection you craved. Oh, you were so weak. But as time flies by. Your life got back on track. Eventually you stopped to cry. My headstone started to crack Roses on my grave, Withered. My headstone crumbles, Forgotten. My grave you visit no more. Past tense I have gotten. Fresh roses nevermore. I am forgotten.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Ancient ground, holy ground Mist and fog, lifeless sound On coffin stones, mourn ancient deeds Long lost forgotten souls An only child is fraught with mourning On this day the sky is dawning Does forgive an only child Mother needs, now he mourns On a headstone, so sad Reminder, an epitaph On a headstone, so sad A young child doth cry On a headstone, so sad Reminder, an epitaph On a headstone, so sad A young child doth cry Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore To leave this place, return next dawn As a thousand times before To leave this place, return next dawn As a thousand times before To leave this place, return next dawn As a thousand times before To leave this place, return next dawn As a thousand times before On a headstone, so sad Reminder, an epitaph On a headstone, so sad A young child doth cry On a headstone, so sad Reminder, an epitaph On a headstone, so sad A young child doth cry Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore Memories of mother In clouds she flies evermore

Submitted by The Void — Nov 08, 2025