Most Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

What do you see nurses? . . . .. . What do you see?
What are you thinking . . . . . When you're looking at me?
A crabby old man . . . . . Not very wise,
Uncertain of habit . . . . . With faraway eyes?

Who dribbles his food . . . . . And makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . . . . . 'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . . . . The things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . A sock or shoe?

Who, resisting or not . . . . .. Lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . . . The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? . . . . . Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse . . . . . You're not looking at me.

I'll tell you who I am. . . . . . As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, . . . . . As I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .. . . . With a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters . . . . . Who love one another.

A young boy of Sixteen . . . . With wings on his feet..
Dreaming that soon now . . . . . A lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . . . My heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows . . . . .. That I promised to keep.

At Twenty-Five, now . . . . . I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . . . . With ties that should last.

At Forty, my young sons . . . . . Have grown and are gone,
But my woman's beside me . . . . . To see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . .. . My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me . . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future . . . . . Shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing . . . . . Young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . . . And the love that I've known.

I'm now an old man . . . . . And nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age . . . .. . Look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles . . . . . Grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone . .. . . Where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass . . . . . A young guy still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . My battered heart swells.
I remember the joys . . . . . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . .. . Life over again.

I think of the years, all too few . . . . . Gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . . That nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people . . . . . Open and see.
Not a crabby old man . . . Look closer . . . See ME!!

I'm looking
watching
wondering
how did I get here
far away from home
I'm spinning in circles
I want someone
... anyone?
Find me
I'm lost
where to go
what to do
I can't feel my legs
I'm falling
falling
into a dark, black hole
someone find me
anyone find me
I'm lost

Remember me as you pass by,
For as You are now so once was I,
as I am now so you shall be,
prepare for death and follow me.

I've come for your soul
The time has come
Death gently whispers

I'm not ready yet
There's too much life
Now for me to leave it

It's time to go
There's no need to pack
For nothing you'll be taking

There's so many things
I've not done yet
I need more time to do it

Time is something
That I do not give
Now you will learn it

Oh please I beg
Just one more chance
Time I'll not be wasting

If time I give
What will you do
That you have not done yet

I'd live and laugh and love
Forgive those I have not
And be the best of best I can

So be it whispers death
One small chance you'll have
But back I'll be
You'll not know when
So this time don't be wasting

The tears they flowed
My face was bathed
Today's the day I'm living

The thought of death grips my heart, my feet go weak.I wonder where ? when? and how will i go?
how old will i be?
what would i have achieved?
will anyone remember me?
what is beyond the grave?
Somehow the thought of falling into a deep sleep or being wiped off the face of the earth does not feel very comforting.Just the thought of it numbs the depth of me.They say live life to the fullest but how can i when death lurks in every corner,every risk,every hope, every light, every darkness.

Had I but taken left not right
How different things might be
A choice that's made in too much haste
A lifetime for repentance

So many times I sit and ponder
How different life would be
Had I but taken left not right
A choice that's now so clear

Too much drink, too many drugs
And all the late night parties
Life's for living, hang tomorrow
All too soon tomorrow comes

Hot of blood and passionate
Was the life I led
Hot of blood and passionate
Caused her death instead

Had I but taken left not right
And listened to some reason
Had I not drunk, had I not driven
This grave would I not be tending

You do not know – I would have built a paradise
For you to dwell in – had a paradise in heart.
I could have lavished it on you if you had let me,
If you had chosen love instead of taking life.

The trouble is that people are alone on earth,
“Is there any living soul?” – knight-errant calls
Alone in field, and as in legendary hero’s woe
Same call of ours gets no response at all.

They say, the sun gives life to universe,
But as it rises, doesn’t sun look spent?!
All things are dead, the dead lie everywhere,
Just solitary people - all in silence clad,
The kind of world we live in – all regrets.

A father, a son, my great uncle, my friend
lest we forget you fought till the end
our countries hero, our countries man
stand down soldier we salute with our hand

though...

Lest we forget
the less we remember
they were not soldiers
they were our family member

A lifetime of silence
to those who fought for freedom
given the apple
in the garden of eden

Rest in piece uncle Thomas

Thunder and rain
let it echo my pain.
let the thunder roll
as it takes it s toll
my heart is broken
so let the rain give me a good soaking
let it wash away all my tears
because you are no longer here
loss is a part of life
so let the rain wash away all this strife
I forgive you
I miss you
but I know it is over so I will roll on like the thunder.

I asked the moon
And the sun knows it not
I showed her my burns
And the moon mocked me
And as the sky did not look right
And I wasn't getting better
I thought how unfortunate
And the moon mocked me

I asked the moon
If she still wanted me
She said
"I'm not used to care for cases like that"
And you and I
We were once so sure
And we did say a few times
It was just an adventure
And it would not last

I don't have anything to tell you
And not much to make you laugh
For I always expect the worst
And the best makes me suffer

I asked the moon
If she still wanted me
She said
"I'm not used to care for cases like that"
And you and I
We were once so sure
And we said a few times
It was just an adventure
And that it would not last