Most Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

RIP dod: 9/17/2017

God has a new Angel in Heaven today
Leaving his poetry friends astray
Lost without our Castle leader Café
The knights are sad and the maidens afraid

Café Jim brightened all our days with fun
He also strengthened our Spirits with love
He never judged but treated everyone equally
Giving his friendship and his love freely

Greatly missed in this corner of the world
You were one of God’s rare black pearls
Heaven has gained a wonderful Knight
The Castles up there will surely come alive

To all our loved ones in Heaven watch out above
Café Jim is there now – surround him with love
If you wonder how you might find him up there
Look for an Angel with a Halo slightly bent over his ear

Love - Godprincess and all your friends at CS Poetry Corner
October 1, 2017

Do not weep when I have gone
Whistle that tune or sing that song
Hum that melody that we used to play
Look to the clouds on a clear summer’s day

And think of me as you always have done
Remember that I shall forever be my mother’s son
As you pass the old oak that bears our mark
Whistle that tune we first heard from the lark

Gently let the grass hold you within its sway
As the breeze hums that melody we used to play
Where the crickets chime up in a glorious chorus
And you absorb the beauty of the flowering floras

Drift down to the stream where we sat and dreamt
And paddled like children thinking how this was meant
Remember how instantly we both broke out in song
And days were so lazy and nights were not as long

Think of me often as the tears glisten your face
Whistle that tune as you sit at our secret place
And as the tears overcome you in an emotional tide
Look up to the sky and see the swallow glide

And dry those tears you must not weep for me
Remember fondly those days in the old oak tree
And live your life as you know I want you too
Forever I will always be thinking of you

How bleak the fells and valleys seem today,
The lakes and tarns reflect a sombre sky,
A windswept woodland leans to bow and pray,
As laden gloomy clouds begin to cry.

A Summer Willow weeps Christina's loss,
And prematurely sheds an Autumn leaf,
The shadows of its branches form a cross,
To bless her mourning kindred lost in grief.

But she forevermore will linger nigh,
Her laughter heard in streams among the dales,
Or when some light breeze yields a lonely sigh,
Soft raindrops are her footsteps on the trails.

Fond memories her legacy imparts,
Embedded for all time in minds and hearts.

It was a gorgeous sunny day ...

On the day you passed away.

Suddenly, the day didn’t seem so nice anymore ...

I was feeling so hurt, down to my very core.

Since then I’ve thought of you, day in and day out ...

I just miss you so deeply, without a doubt.

There was a certain song playing on the day you died ...

The last time I heard that song, I broke down and cried.

I put more pictures of you on my wall to view ...

Sometimes it helps just to be able to look at you.

Other times the pictures make me feel sad ...

But the one with us laughing makes me feel glad.

Do not weep, do not sigh
For I have been granted
All my wishes
On the day you were born
I once said
That to catch a rainbow
You must grasp
All the colours
Of life
The fish never swam upstream
Without a tale to tell
The tiger did not roar
For meaningless purpose
I as one person still left life’s imprints
On the track that
Had been worn down by
So many that had passed
This way before
And so I left, my purpose fulfilled
Allowing you to greet the new dawn
So smile at your grief’s shedding
For I wore your hearts on my sleeve

February 26, 2013
In Loving Memory of Gayle M.

Many do share this circle of sorrow...
no matter the distance, we grieve and cry.
Family gathered, if only in spirit,
paying our respects with one last good-bye.

As one by one, the memories unfold,
the measure of a life unfolds as well.
We find we’re written on many a page,
though the stories we know, and others tell.

Our losses remind us how short life is,
pulling us closer to one another.
My heart aches and breaks, for this recent loss,
was teacher, friend, and beloved Mother.

Blood of her blood am I, flesh of her flesh.
Three girls and a son thru her love were born.
Her courage and strength, an inspiration.
These things within me, but today I mourn.

I must find peace with all that is left me,
in lingering jewels of wisdom she shared.
Forgiveness brought us the sweet grace we knew,
and often we told each other we cared.

I’ll see her in all the things she so loved.
I’ll feel her presence in spiraling snow...
That’s how she came to me, saying good bye,
soon thereafter, outside of my window.

A winding gust, whirling with great purpose.
I could not ignore my heart and own eyes.
Twice she peered in through my kitchen window,
and I knew her soul through this keen disguise.

There’s no love on earth like a Mother’s love
No greater magic than a Mother’s kiss.
No stronger bond than a Mother and child,
and no one that I shall more dearly miss.

I glimpsed inside the casket of black
What took me there then took me back
To times not lost, merely hidden in sorrow
My plea for life to once more steal or borrow

To turn back time and halt the clock
To rid the reaper of that foul gloating mock
In my despair I begged you to arise awake
Searching for movement not mine to take

With feet as lead that now lined your tomb
Once more I pleaded for the sanctuary of your womb
Those gentle hands that had caressed my face
Lay cold and motionless under white lace

I see no chariots on that darkened path
Only my black anger covered with misted wrath
Through tears that tasted so acrid and bitter
All was gone scattered like wasted litter

For where you go it is not my time to tread
You wait for me as I no longer hold dread
But as an empty shell I now have to walk alone
As a broken King who has lost he’s throne

I closed my ears to the toll of the final bell
I wish to ride with you again on the carousel
For in my desolation there will be no other
Take me back and with you my loving mother

Farewell Cafe under
seagull skys
With your umbrella
tables, and boardwalk
fries
Farewell to the girl
with sand in her toes
To beachballs and cokes
and sunburn nose
Farewell Cafe to your
neon lights flashing
electric colors on
boardwalk nights
Farewell Cafe to your
menu of love for mine
was taken..to angels
above~

Its so hard to say farewell
And overcome this
while feeling slightly frightened
Well now what else could I have felt
As you lay there completely still and silenced
So is there a heaven and is there a hell
Were you able to cast your demons out
Are you relieved from all their weight you felt
Or are they still pulling you down

While I'm surveying you my head hangs low
Did all of our prayers earn you a golden halo
Is there a tunnel of abiding light
I really hope that you now feel alive
Just yesterday we were kids in the fifth grade
Today I lay a warrior down inside of his grave
I want to rejoice in all the good times we've had
Instead a tear rolls down my face when I try to laugh
We're taught to suppress emotions and remove fear
But It's because of you that I am still here
I'm so proud to have served with you my friend
But it's time for you to rest now the battle ends
I will always honor your courage and sacrifice
Until we meet again someday on the other side
~ JJF~

Tonight I can write the saddest poem,
while thoughts of my passed away father keeps me awake at night,
I am silently praying for his soul to rest in peace,
putting candle light
which moving reflection on the wall playfully dances...
and like a fly in the spider net
Memories of childhood awaken to be chew piece by piece;
the very first thought dance of Vienna Waltz with my father,
and smile to happy time and tears of loss
mixes all up in one spirit mingles...
Opening the door for the soul of memories to float,
while wind moves curtens making small and big wave -swell.
One suppress life is hidden in my garden branches
which scratching swings on the window glass cries
and shakes door of my tearful soul
waving with white handkerchief to memories of my father.

Thoughts of past and present
like cold birds tightens up to each other
and under brown blanket dreaming awake
of rowing boat with my father,
Thrown net, court fishes...
and last time seeing hes face in tears
wishing me luck in last fare well,
dreaming of lost daughter in the white world;
hes whispers in the wind,
calling me back...
and I am whispering back to the wind;
Forgive me father,
Your seeds of fruit spread fare from you ...
I am whole Me only in joined parts of old and new world.

The bells of universe,I am ringing with you,
Bells of seances,and chaos deafen,
In me all is rolling.In me all is shaken;
senses,and consciousness,half dreams and half awaken,
Death ringing,
Love in me ringing to dreams of anchor in man soul,
But man falls like star in abyss....
where rope of anchor slides true the wounded hands,
that can not hold on to rope from abyss.

In me all is ringing...
Bells of tenderness;like a little tear.
Bells of innocence and regrets;
from mercy and from enlightening.
Bells of soul,bells for kind heart
that writes you with loving and compassionate line of pen,
Bells to all Life
and loss...
Bells to all Love,dreams and ideals;
Found
and Lost...