Random Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

I never thought you'd leave today-
perhaps a further 'morrow,
but you are gone-all that is left...
a heart heavy with sorrow.

I call your name each time
I return home opening the door,
but I don't see or hear you
welcome me anymore.

You've gone to live with angels,
but I really want you here.
I miss your eyes, your scent-
again I want to hold you near.

You filled my heart with happiness,
you filled my heart with love.
I'll hold you deep inside my heart,
though you have gone above.

I hear your voice calling to me
"Don't cry i love you still.
You filled my life with happiness,
leave you I never will."


Each day passes so slowly,
it will never be the same.
I 'll hold you deep inside my heart,
and there you will remain.

So wear your wings with pride my dear,
you shine just like a star.
for I will love you always
with no matter where you are.


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Do angels cry?
Do shadows fly?
far away from today, tomorrow and yesterday..
and can we really say,
we know the figure that shadows us along our way?
Until the day my shadow and I become one, but only in heavens light can this be done..

An empty space you left behind
A hole to big to fill
All around the angels cry
To sing they’ve lost their will

Even God in heaven sits
And somberly stares down
Shakes his head, wipes a tear
Just cannot move his frown

Gone you are, no longer here
But in our hearts you’ll stay
The memory, so strong it is
It will never fade away

It was summertime in the city james was sick of the innuendos
he was lying in his soft bed
soft light crept through the window
thoughts of Cassandra raced through his head
he thought of the love they shared
he remembers the joy that once overwhelmed him in ecstasy
now showered him in despair
the thoughts that where once friends where now hideous enemys
he thought about that horrid moment when she took up that gun
he still screams in nightmares of that wretched day
her dad was beating her, james didn't know, her brother died Cassandra was done
she took her dads glock and blew her head away
he wished he could have changed things
he was too late it tortured his soul
he wished for a way to repent for his sins
but nothing worked torn in his heart was a hole
that could never be mended never be fixed never be truly filled
he ruminated on the pain and hatred of himself
yet somehow he kept trying to rebuild
his sorrow was eventually replaced by his amassed wealth
he found resolve in money and material items
he drowned himself in superficial pleasures
it was his way. how he repents
financial success in drastic measures
was his way out
then the war came
he died fighting the next day bullet to the mouth
what a shame
he died empty





the message of this poem is not intended to be negative.
the message is that no matter what happens you can move on and suicide is not the answer to anything.you can make it through any pain with determination.while it is true some scars never fully heal they still can heal somewhat and that is all you need to move forward.keep moving forward.thank you.god bless you and keep rocking on

It was but a moment
It had to be...
I saw you and you saw me... I tried to speak
No words came,
Then you were gone
But yet etched on my brain.

Don't know what it was all about,
The fight, the quarrel,
I think I heard the shout...
But didn't even turn around
As I let you walk out.

I felt you leave, rather than see
And when the cold started seeping through
Me
I snuggled more into my coat of pride
Bitter words and turmoil inside

Then a bell from far away
Brought me
Back to today
I let it ring ding a ling
Didn't care for anything.

Later that night
Flashing lights, like a magnet drew me from bed
And with words that sounded cold
They said to me You're dead.

I couldn't scream...
I couldn't speak
The coat of pride that felt like fleece
Now feels like a threadbare sheet.

It is now four years since that night
But now it's time to say goodbye...
Step away from the past, face the future
With victory's torch burning bright I say to you
my love...
Goodbye.

Gentle winds brushing back the tides of fear

Clocks ticking never stopping moving on

Coming close remains far, not even near

Sad for what might have been, but never was



Locked and hidden put away to stay gone

All my dreams now seeming so obsolete

Content to find my way in unknown ground

Where being alone seems bitterly sweet



Tides will come and go, currents will run free

The world sometimes moves at its own pace

Sometimes dreams are just exactly that dreams

Not how fast you run just finish the race



Little girl standing by familiar shore

Not wanting to play adult anymore

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Every once in awhile
When I’m feeling down and low
I call your old phone number
In hopes that heaven reconnects your phone
My heart hurts a little more each time
The operator answers

I’m gonna keep calling just in case
You ever decide to pick up the phone

Oh sweet lady
Where have you gone?
I need your comforting words
And your careless laugh

Times are getting harder
I need your advice
Something mom and dad wouldn’t understand
There’s so much more that I wanted you to see
I’ve come this far in life

Damn it hurts so much
I really wish that you were still here with me

Please pick up the phone
Life would be so much easier if you had a answering machine
I would leave you my new number
And say ‘come on grandma look at the new me’
Never want to stop hoping.

Gold mask
The face time forgot
Mummfied for all time
He hide beind the mask

The chosen rah
Temples built drawings dominate
For his story be told For the spinx
The son of rah

Pyrimids dominate
Isis prist reign
Worship the born king
Death await

He lines his own tomb
Buried his tomb of
Gold for his journy to the after life
His life paid in gold

I had my dog
It saved me from darkness
It gave me quietness
When all was lost
When the stars
Disappeared
And the earth turned
Into a ridiculous globe
And God seemed to leave
The heavens
My dog came to me
And whilst crying
With my face buried deep
Within her fur
I suddenly felt better
The stars came
Back to the sky
And all the questions
Were gone
From my head
She looked into my eyes
And saved me
From my eternal battle.
I had a dog
Her forever name
Was Dera

Around here they call her Mystique
She comes across as sorrowful, subdued and weak;
Does anyone ever stop and wonder what kind
Of sinister tragedy destroyed her mind?

The burden that she carries like a megalith upon her scrawny frame
Leaves her wounded and repulsive, odoriferous with no name.
How is it possible to irrigate a soul
That has been ripped from a body, not long ago….whole

The phemigus follaceous that is her skin
Hides what once was a beauty within
The sweet harmonium of death cutting into her like a knife,
A tired body wasted, like a worn unobtrusive tassel hanging on the cloth of life

The festoon she hangs on the grave of her past
Carry her broken dreams that could never last.
In the shadows of darkness, pondering her objective
She once again asks herself would her death be effective