Why did this happen for?
This is one of my first poems I have ever wrote. RIP Dad
doors
Slowly I watch life drizzle down as if it is nothing more than an insane summer rain. The children enjoy the rain but it gets to them after a while, "Father, I want to kill you" is the last thing that child said before he became a man. Put on
I Lossed Another Fool.
Don't want to believe this is the end. Too much and too complicated to start again. Every single love seems intoxicating, but for that feel good always ends with heart breaking. Scream out for you to hold me through, but it seems yet again a
08/16/18
** I will She'd my tears for you, I will hold on to each and every precious moment we've shared! In My Heart You will always Live! This is not "Goodbye", Just a "See Ya Again Sometime" I will Be Strong and Carry On, So that I May carry You with Me
Ghost of Brotherhood
A glimpse into the psychological torment people endure for years after a loved one commits suicide. The pain it causes (for me at least) can be best described as haunting.
Granny’s Home
I wrote this after I lost my grandmother...
For an Eternal Memory of a Dear
This was my first poem, I wrote it when my best friend passed away. RIP my friend, the world has became worse after your departure, and the heavens became better at your arrival.
Lost Love
this poem is about my x pass a way long time ago back in 11.10,90- 11.11.10 but i am taking one day at a time.
pa pa barbara st. died 2009 7th of october .
Godour heavenly father oh Godand my father who is also in heaven maythe light of this flickiering candle illluminate my soul. papa can u hear me,papa can u hear me, papa can u help me not be so frightened. looking at the skies i seem to see a
Are we i wonder?
Honesty and integrity are the ideal of what we should be, truthfulness and clarity are what we should see, are we a minus or a plus, we won't make a fuss, I think that minus may win the game, I don't know, are we all the same?
The Painful Wail
Consumed with grief I am, I get relief in no way O circumambient waters of the Ganges drown me Our land foments excessive mutual enmity What unity ! Our closeness harbors separation Enmity instead of sincerity is outrageous Enmity among the
Why
Why One single three letter word repeating over and over in my mind Echoing taunting like loud laughter in an empty hall Punishing humiliating destroying Why I can't shake it loose I can't hide can't make it stop make it go
YOUR STILL HERE
this was written for my dad,after the good Lord took him home.1998-RIP DAD.
A Touch Of Reality
This is about what is after this earth life and how we feel about it. Words that came to comfort the soul...
Death
Eh, saw a poem thing, so thought i'd post this, from high school, not my best but if this gets remarks maybe more will come
Meltdown
I wrote this poem after an incident which left me witnessing a sense of loss , of emotional carnage. The signs were there afterwards of the damage done, the personal debris left behind, the wounded disappearance of a previous existence. I think of it now when something terrible happens to me, to others...
"Kyle"
This is about my youngest brother, he took his own life. I wrote it because I was really sad that he felt he had to end his own life, and I missed him already it had been years since I saw him. Now this is the last memory that burns in my mind.
Sunken Mysteries
Is it just me or are all poets drawn to the water?
Another day
So the wind chill factor is -5 but I'll stay alive, this doorway is cold but I have cardboard boxes to fold, I can be ok, I can be alright, I know I'll get through another night, and tomorrow will be another day,,, and I hope, maybe better, somewher
Human
My brothers experience , not mine.
Gone to be with clara
Stampede my soul with the feets of men not a few. Let their footprint be for remembrance that i lived. Quickly i came and departed a man of sorrow. I am the seed of adam that dwell in the black terrestial abode of the oval globe;i found for me a mai
grace is gone
song written by jamie cullum it makes me cry its a beautiful song
Carnations in the sky.....
since my kids mom died, we go to the park every mothers day and take green (her favorite color) baloons and tie carnations (her favorite flower) to them and send them up to her
Death of her childhood
my daughter and I saying good by to dog.
thoughts
alone after loss
Fly High
poem about losing a best friend....my father
Desire of a Flower
I wrote this a few years after my wife died back in the late 90's. The words speak for themselves.
In memory of Jesse
My oldest son Jesse hung himself on 10/2/2005. A loss that I will never get over and the questions remain today. I miss him so much at times I cry alot. It is the memories and the birthdays and holidays that make it the hardest. Each day that passes he is in my heart and mind. Just wishing I had that one last chance to tell him how much he meant to me.
Should I…?
I wonder..after death, would we want to remember our old life?
Beginning of the end
In the darkness, stillness spoke word of a silent whisper with faint screams that sounded my soul. Fear sat beside me with a comforting hand as my heart struck hastily like a thief to gold. I rustled to stay calm but in the room of nothing was so
anything at all - part 1
Blowing, pulling, tugging, beating endlessly upon my brow Crashing, enveloping, all encompassing, gale force, asphyxiating ..........the beating inside my breast. Who can sail without the wind? The hull - weather worn salt air, cold within, sti
Curse and Blessing
Sickness and Death are part of Life. Our humanity is what makes humans so unique.
alan
my nephew passed away very young just a few words to remember alan. his favorite songs and just a bit of who he was
forever
something i wrote and wanted to share with all my friends and family i love you all so much and i wish i would have said that at my dads last party i miss the old man a lot and wish he was still here love ya pops
If ever… (written in 2016, revised in 2022)
For my brother....
early light
for my wife of 40 years that died on 30/4
Cirque des morts
little bizarre thoughts came over me
nephews
Love your love ones while they r on earth
Content
Dealing with dealth
Missing You
My husband passed away suddenly from a heart attack in 2009 and I frequently write about not only him but also how I feel.
THE DARKEST DAY
Why? It just needed to be said.
together for ever
I was in love with a girl in 1993. I love her very much and she also.. But suddenly one day i was getting a big shock that she died in malaria. That days are very very painfull, i can't describe. This poem i read in a news paper that time and i store it in my heart..... For my beloved ...