Most Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

I could hear my own footsteps as i walked into the room,
A large man standing cloaked by his black leather jacket,
Gathering possessions,a suitcase a step from his silhouette,
Who was this man what was he doing in my house i asked myself.

He turned like the wind startlingly me to tears,
Where are you going! i shouted in distress,
My tears poured as if from the deepest ocean,
Can i go with you, can i go with you,
I beseech you il behave i promise.

He stared at me with despairing eyes,
The sound of the zipper sent chills down my spine,
The seconds felt like minutes, like hours as he walked out the door,
Are you coming back i screamed.. my last four words,
No was the answer i sat there and cried.

He played the game
never cheated all his days
squashed like a rodent
in the middle of a road
motionless
breathless
lifeless
a mangeled carcass
being run over by a fourty ton truck
fragments of his skull
filling the cracks in the road
changing colors
the pavement turns red
all his life he has done right
nobody stopped to show they even cared
all his journeys
goals and accomplishments
goes unoticed
he might as well be a
mangeled carcass
in the middle of the road

I was bless when god gave u to me me having five boys my life was complete
When i had you it was funny you made no sounds then the doctor said oh my god this boy weigh ten pounds i was there for you even when you walked or crawl a mom suppose to be there even when there child fall i am so proud of you this all i remember you was born on the 6 day the month was september but you kept this secret from me as i fell down to my knees son why u never told anyone you had heart disease a parent always think they child suppose to bury a mom but i never thought sept 23rd 2011 i would have to bury my son i miss you so much cause this hurt is just to come but i love you lamont and yes he was 21 my son told me mom dont let the doctors tell you that he would be alright he said mom god is waiting for him and he want to go into the light when you read these words they are very true i never question god because he take the good ones too

There stands death.
A bluish distillate in a cup without a saucer.
Such a strange place to find a cup
balanced on the back of a hand~
A shooting star that fell into and from my eyes
sparkles there~
~not to forget you
~to endure.

I heard today on the radio news
about diet soda's bodily abuse

yesterday's bit, a blood-soaked whack
about my likely acute heart attack

I remember well my last cigarette
years peeled away, never to get

back to an ever longer life
cutting truth with sharpened knife

that too much carbs will metabolize
my body to twice it's natural size

and also, all that fat I'm ingesting
will contribute to my heart arresting

crossing against a light, the J-walk trot
seems so pedestrian, could hurt...a lot

some terrorist's bomb, a flash done quick
more preferable than linger, diseased and sick

or maybe the decades old saccharine
that I used to drink will do me in

or a cranial aneurysm, a stroke ungenius
a wikileak bloody, arterial or venous

my cell phone may irradiate my head
and leave me the message that I'm dead

tomorrow something will, I'm sure be found
to insure that I'm no longer around

until then I'll continue on my path
trying to avoid the Angel of Death's wrath

will several billion or so, patient souls
remember that they have little control

so could just one notice, I'm the absentee
and remember something was the death of me

© agoodguy2have 2011-05-24

All night the flares go up; the Dragon sings
And beats upon the dark with furious wings;
And, stung to rage by his own darting fires,
Reaches with grappling coils from town to town;
He lusts to break the loveliness of spires,
And hurl their martyred music toppling down.

Yet though the slain are homeless as the breeze,
Vocal are they,like storm-bewilder'd seas.
Their faces are the fair, unshrouded night,
And planets are their eyes, their ageless dreams.
Tenderly stooping earthward from their height,
They wander in the dusk with chanting streams,
And they are dawn-lit trees, with arms up-flung,
To hail the burning heavens they left unsung.

she dimmed the lights lit the candles
took a bubble bath curled up in bed
she is thinking of a plan for her man
for love she wants him tonight
looks in his eyes from a picture on the wall
it's 8pm he gets home at 2am
thinking of what she's gonna do
standing at a mirror with a scarf
drapped around her like satin sheet
prancing around with a big smile
wanting to call his work
but its 9pm he'll be home soon
lays back down closes her eyes
get a little sleep for she can't
tosses and turns and opens her eyes
and sees her man standing beside her
but its only 945 she's wondering why
she grabs his hand for he doesn't move
she gives him a hug and goes right through
telephone rings
she turns the other side of the room
telephone rings she picks it up
Hello ma'am is this Molly
this is your husbands work
there's been an accident
he won't be comen home tonight
he's right here she said
turns around looks over her shoulder
for which he has disappeared.
he had fallen and broke his neck
there was nothen we can do.
frozen in place the phone drops
and the candles burn out.

Over the water we gaze
into our own faces
to see the reflection
of our own, gazing back
the ancestors, soldiers,
mothers, heroes, strangers,
children, especially children,
are all there, wrinkled
into our own creases.

We have loved, longed,
respected, saluted,
denied, decried them all.

Set aside remember time
as we too will be in time
set aside...into the water.

But for now, today,
instantly, they come,
streaming back to us
for our deeper reflection.

© agoodguy2have 2011-05-30

A Fiance is a special gift,
That i thought would last forever,
I never thought that day would come,
When he would be gone forever,

I lost my lifes companion,
A life linked wih my own,
Everyday i miss him,
As i walk through life alone,

For those of you who have a Fiance,
Treat him with tender care,
You will never know the pain,
When you turn and he is no there,

R.I.P Babe, loved and missed by your Fiancee and little son..xx

As we share our sunsets
in a different dimension of time,
years may pass~~
you’re forever mine.

I smell your essence
in the morning light;
feel your presence
in the middle of the night.

When I find your love notes,
I respond in kind;
nothing will ever erase you
from my mind.

Come to me
in the middle of the night;
I feel you
regardless of our plight.

I can’t wait to see you
when my time has come;
I know you’ll be waiting
for me...and then some.