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Brandy420

Life Happens

Our mother was taken suddenly in a tragic accident.
Our father at the wheel.
I struggled with emotions as I tried to hold it together for my family.
Waiting around for the detective to call.
It took a year before we heard those magic words, case closed.
Finally we could mourn the loss of our mother without wondering if we might lose our father too.
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
My father accidentally ran my mother over when i was 20 and my brother 18. As we waited for the case to be decided it tore our family apart. My mothers family was extremely upset that me and my brother stuck by our fathers side. After the case was closed we tried to mend fences and now can all sit in the same room and talk.
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WILDANDREADY

THE EMPTY ROOM

SHE SAID, SHE WAS COMING BACK, AFTER A CHECKUP; IN A HOSPITAL, I KNOW NOT WHERE! WE SAT DOWN FOR BREAKFAST, THE DAY BEFORE; AND SHE TOLD ME, OUR BOND WAS SO RARE; SHE JUMPED UP, GAVE ME A BIG HUG, AND SAID; MY DARLING, TRAVIS; TAKE CARE! COULD IT BE, THERE'S SOMETHING SHE'S NOT TELLING ME? I TOLD MYSELF, THERE'S NOTHING WRONG; SHE'LL RETURN, AFTER HER CHECKUP, AND OUR DAYS, WILL AGAIN BE, FILLED, WITH SONG! WHEN THE NEWS CAME, THE NEXT DAY, I WAS IN TOTAL SHOCK; I CRIED; DEAR LORD; PLEASE, TURN BACK THE CLOCK; PLEASE, DON'T TAKE MY MOM; TAKE ME, INSTEAD! I THEN RAN TO THE EMPTY ROOM, TO LAY ON HER BED; I PROMISE YOU MOM; I WILL MAKE YOU, SO PROUD; YOUR BABY BOY, SHALL STAND OUT, IN A CROWD!
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
A MOTHER'S LOVE IS EVERLASTING!
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Happygolucky4u

No Excuses

Sitting here not knowing.
What I am to do next.
I see the time has come.
To move on and start growing.
When I thought by now.....
My life would be on the setting sun.
But my work I guess is not done.
I still feel the wonder of a child.
And I hear life calling.
At first so weak and mild.
Now it's more like prodding me.
To go out and see what I can see.
No excuses to be made.
It is time to start anew again.
My life is at a new beginning.
Not a closing end.
Once again I am ready to live.
And once again I can forgive.
Yes, it hurt all so bad.
And left me feeling really sad.
But now the hunger inside me.
Searches for the new adventures that will be.
It is time to move on.
And let the pain become by gone.
Happiness is mine.
Given a chance one more time.
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Posted: Nov 2010
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Nuwahri61

Too young............

Dear Sarah
You were my son's mate
You hung with the boys
'Twas never a date
Probably cause your twin
Was a boy
You ran with the pack
It was no ploy
We shared a conversation
Or maybe two
I loved your enthusiasm
And your point of view
Thick as thieves
And even more
You and your brothers
And my welcoming door
It saddens me to think
That hidden away
Their lay a darkness
That would surface one day
Unfortunately one day came
And then went away
And you were gone
And a life you did betray.............
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
Too young to understand what life had too offer..............this lass recently took her own life ........she would have been 18 this year
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Nuwahri61

Whenever.........

Island girl your spirit is free
No more worries will you see
Over hills , valleys and the sea
The land has claimed your identity

But memories will always last
And tears wept will eventually be past
And never a shadow will be cast
While your flag flies at half mast

Island girl your spirit is free
Look over those who need to see
You lived your life as you see
In your direction t'was yours to be


But whenever I see beautiful blue eyes
Or a lovely smile that does surprise
And a natural laugh with no disguise
I'll think of you and carry my sighs.......
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
My ex sister in law passed away the other day ...............she was way to young at 40
RIP .........DEE
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RoCkStAr110

Open eyes

My pain falls down like rain
Can't you see my soul is bleeding
I'm barely breathing
Hesitating while I'm suffocating
Screaming so loud
But with no sound
I don't see the point in surviving
This is the truth no more lying
Inside I'm dying
Existence is a game with only one life
So grab the sharpest knife
Find the deepest vein
Don't let my departure be in vain
It's not me who's insane
I see the world for what it is
Now it's time to finish this
No more rat race
Let me settle this case
What you do don't matter
When you die who's going to be sadder
Being dead don't mean you're not alive
Who knows what's waiting on the other side
So embrace this last kiss
Because this is one you will miss
I am now not of the flesh
But a least I know what's next
And I finally get to rest
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
I JUST WANT TO SAY I ENJOY WRITING THIS WAY AND I AM NOT SUICiDAL!!!!

I write how I feel and I often feel like this life ain't real like its a game idk if I stand alone in this matter but i feel this way because of my life experiences let me know what u think
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RoCkStAr110

Transcendence

Should I live or should I die
Sometimes I just want to get high
Why bother to try
It's like you want to touch the sky
Knowing you can't fly
So are u on my side
Now that your in for the ride
It's to late to hide
All you can do is lie
And watch while I walk by
I can no longer stand still
Like kids on a fire drill
I'm down to my last pill
And I'm ready to kill
Nothing makes sense
This is to intense
I got a good offense
But no defense
Somebody start the Violence
I'm swerving and I ain't got no license
but I don't stop for cops
Im a criminal till I drop
And now I say goodbye
I gave it a last try
It's Impossible to me like a happy sigh
Waiting for a good sign
It's not a good time to be alive
No cpr no self revive
this is my final farewell
I know no heaven and I know no hell
So where will I go when they ring that final bell
It's hard to tell
Cause I have no soul to sell
With no God to believe in
I lost all reason
Treat this like treason
Or an infected lesion
Approach with caution
And take a small portion
Before this gets blown out of proportion
I must go
Part of me is screaming no
But it's to late
I already decided my fate
And now I'm full of lead
But This isn't a day to dread
It's a day for new love to spread
I am no longer human I am dead
Anxiety grows as I wait
I can't turn back it's to late
I was hooked now I'm the bait
I'm already the next statistic
You think I must be sadistic
I'm ready for the end
Their nothing left to mend
It's time for me to transcend
And I didn't rise or descend
My mind is no longer restricted by my body
I'm free this is more then a hobby
Do you copy
Its been a fight like karate
Hit hard like s tsunami
I am the Devine wind kamikaze
when I lived I was a zombie
Never got attention no paparazzi
As I say my final words in silence
I leave this world disembodied
In life I had no guidance
In death I showed defiance
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
Well this poem is really carried on it's more llike a mix between a poem and a rap it's about life's troubles and death
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morgen90210

Rest In Peace LEE KUAN YEW (1923 - 2015)

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This morning at 3.18am our beloved Founding Father Singapore 1st Prime minister died peacefully.

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He was the best role model ...He was called Harry in England Cambridge .very astounding student and top of his law faculty.
He was a very strict father and a very devoted faithful husband.

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He married his sweetheart who also was studying law with him.He was an easy going and very concern towards his common people.
He set the golden standard for politicians around the world.

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He sacrifice his whole life for Singapore..its Independence. .its early government years with no resources. .basically from scratch.
Thank you and I'm emotionally at a lost..so i cant compose anything worthy now. But I want to share my dedication and deepest respect of a Father of my country as a son of this country.
National mourning will last 7 days starting today.

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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
My regret that i never got a chance to meet him personally.
Without his leadership and vision we would never be what we are today

Thank you Lee Kuan Yew and his family .
Rest In Peace
The best Son/Father of this country...Singapore
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Spinoza66

Forget me not's

Forget me not's grow there now
Reminders of a day
When sadness encroached
And emptiness was all there was

Placed in a small hole
That took a life time to dig
Cushioned in tissue paper
In a shoe box
Named
Prayed over
Silence

What words convey nothingness

Her womb aches
The memory of loss
Echoes
Between its hollow walls
Empty of promise and purpose

And him
Unable
Only an arm to console
Unsure
His thoughts a storm
Without direction
Yes pain
Buts who's pain
Her's he thinks
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
I hope it explains itself....
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Spinoza66

Somewhere after the war in Syria

You were feeling a little tiresome
that Saturday afternoon,
you're husband suggested
a lie down would do you good,
joining you with the papers
he sat up reading
propped up with pillows, while you
dozed gently into the feathered down.

Sometime after that;
You slipped into heaven

How?How did you leave so silently
from beneath the sheets of your skin.
You left them there
not a crinkle or crease
as if the bed of you had never been slept in.

You slipped into heaven,
did anyone see you enter?
No one saw you depart
from that part of you
that walked, cried, loved and gave birth
cried and loved again.
You didn't look back unlike Lots wife
for if you did
surely not even God could have held you,
you would have come running back, gasping
into your skin
clearing the room
of the pain and grieve, the emptiness of you
that filled it..... And still does

But you, slipped into heaven, somewhere
between the war in Syria and the sports pages
and left a wake behind you, how could you?.....Why?

I've pondered on your departure;
but more than not
It's your husband I think of,
I think of the silence
I think of, does he remember what he was reading
that day..... when you slipped into heaven,
I think, can he ever read a paper again
and does he still sleep in that bed,
or maybe he will never wash the sheets again, capturing
you in smell, holding
the memory of you in, in scent,
sometimes refusing to get up in the morning
and locking the windows
in case you escape for a second time...

But most of all,
I think he suffers,
you never said goodbye!
He would have wanted to kiss you into heaven.
I know I would.
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Posted: Mar 2015
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