Last Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

Mother, as I last view your
pale and fragile frame
I envisioned the chariot
that will carry you to heaven...

It will be of silver and gold
steadily rumbling through a tunnel
at first dark with the end in sight
an unwavering beckoning beacon of light...

Soon you will be standing on a hill
with a new body
below you fertile land light and airy
beautiful colored clouds behold your palace!

A mansion with many rooms
towers high and proud
as it laps the sea
each wave blue as can be!

When you enter your palace mother
you're in a place free of sin
say hello to all our loved ones
as you enter the Kingdom of Heaven..

Silent deep
Metal clad
Cold and damp
Baterries lights dull

Diesel smell
Silent they wait
Engines above
Death charges await

the hull belows and moans
Steel buckells
Pressure deep
Silent they wait heads low
The bangs the hull creaks they wait

For silence
Then they know its safe

To have one more day
Is all I ask
To fill with joy
To do the things I want

Happy enjoyable things to do
my list thingss to do
All want to do
My last sky dive

A ride in a ballon
Simple things I can do
A meal on top of the shard
To absail the tallest tower

All I ask is for one more day

Their minds thought evil
Their lips spoke lies
Their eyes saw corruption
Their ears heard gossip
And their hearts knew death
They would not be conformed
Could not be reasoned with
They had no pity
Knew no compassion
Showed no mercy
They spat hatred on the
gentle heart
Violent cursings tore from
their throats
Blood lust was their morning
drink
Their fists hammered revenge
Their malice poisoned the air
The earth fled from their presence
The pit opened up to them
A horor beyond imagining awaited them
The father of lies greeted them
The gates of Hell opened and they
were forced through at the speed
of light
They beheld the horror of every vile
thing
They were chained to a dung heap more
vile than the stench of a trillion dead
Every evil that could be thought or
dreamed chained them within the blazing
infernal a billion suns and tormented
them forever
There was no release
There shall be no release
Screaming for all eternity
Screaming in the fire
Screaming in the blistering torture
of a burning that shall never end
The Hell of all Hells
The blackest dark, thick as dead black
steel cutting their heart out
Their souls being ripped in bloody
torture yet they can never die
They cannot die!!
They shall never die!!
Forever they will know only the
firey sword of the flames of wrath

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

A thousand steps,
walking a crooked fence,
full of barbs,
wires, and hacked limbs.

Did you know that I
Had my first breath
But I didn’t make it
Just too close to death
I waved my hand
But no one could see
Hidden from you
My soul not yet free

Did you know that I
Could smile at you
One of the things
I’ve learned how to do
I wiggle my toes
Grasp at my ears
Safety surrounds me
I have no fears

Did you know that I
Took my last breath today
Never a chance
To run or to play
No I passed away silently
In mother’s embrace
Before she had a chance
To see my sweet face

Did you know that she
Mourns every day
For loss of her baby
But no words does she say
The world does not seem
To think I was here
But my mommy knows
Her treasure so dear

Did you know of a memory
Too precious to share
With a world full of those
Who don’t seem to care
I live with my mother
Perhaps only in mind
Those precious few moments
Forever will bind

Autumn's brass and cherry red
On your mountains small feet did tread.
Happy times in Fall were they
When the child and stepped in play
Slapping footprints along the way
We strolled your hillsides moss green glens,
Never t opass this way again.
Weakened fingers tickled a Birch , never seeing
Dead bark fall to the earth. That lifeless hide
Decayed in its youth sized my heart with reality's truth
of this final journey for the child and I and
The so few days when the child must die.
Now alone by the river, beyond the wood
Where me and the child, together once stood,
Ifeel the cold from the Autumn stream
While my head, on the trunk of a Birch, does lean
The river sooths with musical rhyme,
An angered spirit and blistering soul
By calming its waters and easing its flow
Even the woods are silent this moment in time
Even the Jay is quiet today
Perched at attention, beak towards the sky, As though in respect for the child and I.
Even a squrriel, white and grey
sits on his haunches as though to pray
His little hands folded, little head lowered his fingers
grasping a tiny white flower.
Then a screech from the Jay, a hallowed farewell,
Like the haunting sound of the passing bell!













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November's wind bold and callous as the yard she raped

Blew with scorned fury, as though the gods ignored
Her right to whip freely round the seven seas
And the midnight toll drew near
on the bleak and lusty night of
All Saints Eve. She had never walked the yard
As she did then, cringing with each step
From the rub of bone on bone,
Milling its pound of flesh with each grind'
She did browse the yard beneath the sun,
No fear of finding horror
Just bits of passing life and sorrow.
But now her swing lamp light sprayed
The slanting stones, the bawling winds slapping flesh
A reminder of unwanted guests.
But breaching through a wall of wind
She lugged a heavy heart to the grave of Lorna Lynn.
On her knees numbing fingers traced the words,
"Only one and twenty so young a maiden lost".
The winds began to die descending to a breeze,
But the melancholy figure had at once began to freeze.
And now on All Saints Eve the knelling bells do tell
Of a mother, frozen in a Winter wind
Next to the grave of Lorna Lynn.

WHAT AM I LIVING FOR, WHY AM I HERE,
WHY DOES TROUBLE, ALWAYS SEEMS NEAR?
WHY DID MY LOVED ONES, HAVE TO GO AWAY,
AND LEAVE ALL THIS PAIN, IN MY HEART TODAY?
SOMETIMES I FEEL I HAVE NO ONE LEFT,
LIKE I'M OUT IN A JUNGLE, ALL BY MYSELF!
I FEEL LIKE I'M ABOUT TO LOSING CONTROL,
ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS THE PAIN,
BUT I CAN SEE THE SUN IS YET SHINING,
AND I BELIEVE IT WILL SHINE AGAIN!
I KNOW THERE'S AN ANSWER SOMEWHERE
I TRULY BELIEVE THERE IS,
I BELIEVE THAT THERE IS SOMEONE
WHO CAN WIPE AWAY MY TEARS!
CAN YOU HEAR ME JESUS??
CAN YOU FEEL MY PAIN??
PLEASE LIFT THIS HEAVY BURDEN,
SO I MAY LIVE AGAIN!!!.....LILLIE