Lifes Door
Just how things will be one day.
Storm Before The Calm
Hurricanes and tornados whirling. Don't know which way turning. Searching, trying to find. Hiding, can't unwind. State of confusion and lost. Nowhere, but life does cost. Drifting by the edge of life. Holding on with all strife. Disil
Forget Me Never
Forget Me Never No,you will not miss me forever And you will forget me never, For we will unite on Heaven's shore, Where we will know parting no more. So be at peace all you poor souls For it is written on ancient scrolls, Eternal life is
Until Later Son
I wrote this for my sons funeral. Also the title is on his headstone.
Love's Not Diminished
"The years have passed but the love not diminished.< Barbara That's because the other end of that love is anchored in Heaven" < me Barbara posted the first line in a graphic image on her grieving site and when I read it,the next line instantly jumped into my head which I responded with.Then I 'had' to write this poem. All of the above is my intellectual property.
I Miss You
I wrote this poem about my grandfather who died from prostate cancer four years ago. He was my best friend. We went everywhere together. When he died, I lost it. But I kept my emotions inside outside the home. It's hard not having him around. Especially around the holidays. He died four days before Easter. The only good thing is he went in his sleep. Unfortunately, my grandmother had to find him the next morning. He slept in a hospital bed downstairs in his house because he got so bad he couldn't even walk up stairs. He went from being outdoors active everyday to laying in a freaking bed all day and I didn't even visit him because I couldn't see him in that state he was in! I break down and cry sometimes because it gets unbearable. Luckily I have a great family support system. But my grandmother and I get emotional together because we're very close.
So you know
For someone I Loved (Love?)
Loss
No matter what family and friends say, the loss of a loved one can never be replaced.
does anyone care
I wrote this a while ago when a friend killed himself the poem is saying tell people how good they are while they are alive don't wait till its too late
SHE
An ode to my Mother.
Untitled
This was written for my grandfather whom passed on my sweet 16. I still miss him dearly. I dont remember the title unfortunately
YOU ARE HEDISTUFF = MRANNOYMOUS
FOR HEDISTUFF WHO IS MRANONYMOUS AND THE JOKER... LAUGH LAST TIME JOKER DEATH WILL LAUGH AT YOU AND TEAR OUT YOUR VILE SOUL FROM YOUR FILTHY BODY AND MIND. YES I AM SHHORES!
you save me
you save me
Together forever
This poem is for my late husband my jon x who was taken from me 6 years ago this december he was 52 years old and i love him so very much, I did write this poem not long after he died but its been kept in a draw till now on a very tear stained piece of paper. I know that i'm not the only person to lose a loved one so i know my jon would agree with me when i say, that this is for all the people who have loved and lost. x catra
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LIFE IS A BITC
Gone…
It’s all gone.
That they can’t hurt me no longer
I wrote this poem after I was sexually assaulted and beaten in the United States Army by three black men in the my unit.
The Portrait
A poem making us realize what we loose as we grow old
falling star
I wrote this for a fellow poet,she was diagnosed with terminal cancer,she cried after reading it,and we prayed together,yeah....we all have bad days,just be thankful for your health,she told me this...be nice to one another,lifes to short,smile everyday,for you're never ready when something horrible in life comes you're way!
MISUNDERSTOOD
This poem is about,loss in my life.I wrote it when I was down and was looking at some poems on line.I'm the one that wrote this,and I don't think it is all that good.But it did come from the heart n how I felt then,and I still think back all the time.But this is how I am,I have alot in my head and maybe I think too much.But this is me and that's it.
There is..
For the Fiance...xxx
Broken: Where do I start?
this was the time my brother died in 2009, i just picked up my pen and my book, started writing to release everything i had inside and how i felt, just torn and hurt, the pain was so great it felt like someone physically punched me all over.
Sing Sweetly Darlin'
This is actually a song I wrote a few years ago. I returned home from the hospital where my father had been rushed with a serious head injury. We were informed that his chances of survival were slim. I returned home and put on the radio and I heard a story about a farmer who died trapped under a tractor after an accident on a river bank. The farmer's wife was with him and couldn't get any mobile reception to call the flying doctor, nor could she drive back for they arrived together on the tractor. She lay beside him until he died in her arms. I picked up my guitar and wrote this song in the style of a Celtic lament.
Blackened Graves
Blackened waters where you rest no more treasures pain inside your chest weeping waves will wither your name drink you silent within your grave Your lips veiled mute to breathe his name words unspoken kissed afar secrets soothe beneath the mi
Noah
Rain has fallen in deluge Flooding is the bane of low lands I would build on a platform to float And nare be without a boat My dwelling anchored firmly Watch houses being swept by The water recedes and we descend To settle down in the vist
JAMES MY FIRST LOVE
This peice is about my first love who i have lost because on sickness its been a while but i miss him all the same he was not just my love but my very best friend RIP MY ANGEL
wooden desire
This tree stood firm, in the midst of a shadow, a silent witness of all that had happened, it could not speak, it wept soundless, the wind whispered, 'can I heal your grief?' The star came and tried to caress its twigs, but this weeping tr
loss
you left without a reason why, you never even said goodbye,now these tears for you i cry,my heart it breaks with every step i take,you left me alone with all this heartache,life they say it still goes on but not for me now that you are gone. you were
LOST AND FOUND (Lost someone you love?)
While watching a program, this came to me. 7:49 pm Feb 23rd, 2010 Not an easy thing to write. I wept much thinking of all those who have lost babies, children, spouses, loved ones through natural death, illness, wars, crime, divorce and other reason. I am sorry for your loss and mine. This is for you.
To Build or not to Build
My poem nothing it's come only in my mind.Because I'm only passing by in my own account
Trapped
This Poem dedicated to Phungerl, who took her own life last week, I will miss your poetry,laughter and friendship. Rest in peace and be happy.
Just Seven
The seven year old boy wears his Sunday best this day. His porcelain face is flawless, and his complexion rosy- a work of art. His neatly pressed clothes perfectly fit, and adorn him handsomely. Yet, the mannequin body is inanimate, as i
Memories
I woke this morning and thought of you I feel so sad I can’t see you I know that I’ve been miles away But in my heart ill know you'll stay Wanted so much to say goodbye It's hard to get over but I will try Your memory will always be Etched in
life goes on
Life goes on As life ends As we mourn a passing As the hum of everyday life plays in the background Life goes on Anniversaries and birthdays hold memories As Visits to the grave become less frequent less needed Life goes on We welcom
The Hardest Thing....
For my gogeous Fiance i lost in April 2010.xxx
The Consequences of Drinking & Driving
this is about my uncle who died because he was drinking and driving. he didn't get to see me graduate highschool or college and he never did get to marry his fiance. i wrote it because i wanted to save heartache from happening to other people from losing a loved one to drinking and driving. i was feeling a lot of different emotions at the time i was sad because he was a really great uncle i was mad because he put his mother and his family through all this grief and it could have been prevented i was mad at him because he didn't have to get on his harley while drunk.
Crucify
another song from our band mindtrap. recorded this a few weeks ago
The Wanderer
i heard a few years ago about a homeless person who froze to death alongside a railway track, and this is what i wrote about it.
As I Lay Dying
This is about the death of ones love when the other walks away.
TOGETHER FOREVER
I wrote this poem when my husband passed away and it was read at his memorial
Reminders
Reminders of a cowboy whose life was tragically cut short.
Countless Memories
If you ask him, he will talk for hours how at fourteen he hammered signs, fingers raw with cold, and later painted bowers in ladies' boudoirs; how he played checkers for two weeks in jail, and lived on bread; how he fled the border to a country