Last Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

Dear father,
its been years...
Since
you being gone...
yet, your spirit
lives on..
Your lagacy, i will
carry on...
i die a little every time
i say good bye...
good bye... good bye..
So long farewell..
But, its not the end of
the chapter..
i will see you again
after..
Death is a meal
we re all going to taste
my heart aches
so my pen bleeds,
in this world,
im proud to be your
seed
your words, echoes
in my head
every single day
mom keep starin
at your bed
she day dreams
and wish you weren't
dead
you use to be a man
now a ghost in the
in the dark
i wish i could turn
back the hands of
time
life with you was like
a sweet lime
i miss you, we miss you
mom miss you
most
life is like a poker
you played your game
yet, forever we shall
remember your name..
Rest in peace

Mum the pain just won't go away,

before you died the sky was blue,

now it's constantly overcast and grey,

I’m left with unsaid things to say to you.

Memories torment me the most,

alone now in the world with no one to cuddle,

a chilled breeze passes through me like a ghost,

standing by your grave my tears form a puddle.

Nights draw in I hear the steely wind shudder,

ravens gather in groups of black I hear them shriek,

I’m adrift on the ocean of life without any rudder,

or if you like without a paddle up the creek.

Mum you were the only one who cared,

no one else really understands,

laughter and life we both duly shared,

alone now I’m left wringing my hands.

Things that remind me of you are all around,

echoes of your footsteps make me twist,

respite from this sadness I have not found,

as long as I breathe you'll be sorely missed.

I just cannot seem to relate to another,

my heart is crushed like a damp flower,

the agony of living without a mother,

makes the honey of life taste really sour.

Strangers pass without any notion,

just a constant moving blur,

I wish I had some fantastic magic potion,

to hide my grief and pretend I didn't care.

The dust of time slowly swirls about,

life around me just spins out of sight,

in the darkness of my dreams I just want to shout,

hoping my mother will tell me it'll be al-right.

Come unto me the reaper who sows my grief,

in the quiet when thoughts abound,

you've taken my mother like a thief,

she left this world without any sound.

Without my mother I no longer feel whole,

my life is a jigsaw cast aside,

return unto me my life my soul,

so in the shadows I no longer have to hide.

Just like winter, greets spring.
What appears lost
Is in full circle again.
It's a cycle, process, pattern, &
procedure.
Association of our bodies,
Just because we are breathing.
Trying to make sense of such
deception.
Who is to say, there is not a
Separation.
Confusion & rules of what's
the truth.
It's our internal interpretation, of
what we receive and use.
Whatever has taken up space &
time, has occurred & can never be
erased. Memories fade and time is
not still.
Energy shifts and resonates,
the will.
Faith restored, penetrates again.
It may not be in the physical, we see
but channelled in
another form!!!

Do not remember my birth date,
Remember only my death date.
For then
and only then
You shall know
That I have lived

The night sky opens
within my dreams,
the face of the moon
becomes you,
my immortal angel...

Death came untimely
in fury storm and rain,
Is it so selfish of me
to dream you back again?
Daughter of the light...

Gone are you from mortal sight
unforgotten lover and best friend,
reaching for you in dead of night
is a loneliness without an end,
for love survives death...

Your selfless deeds go not undone,
For i gaze upon your lovely face
living on in our 13 year old son,
for he carries your soul and grace,
daughter of infinite light...

Now you live among the stars,
nebula and bursting supernova,
riding the reflection of the moonlit mile,
I will always remember you
as Nancy with the laughing smile...

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!!

as we sat there holding your hand
looking at your sweet smile.
trying so hard to understand
why u couldn't stay awhile.

as we watched u slowly slip away
praying your not in pain.
knowing in our hearts that someday
all of us will meet again.

you heard gods angels call your name
they wanted u by their side.
we knew our loss would be their gain
as our tears we tried to hide.

then the sparkle left your eyes
and your smile was no more.
it took us awhile to realise
you had walked through gods door

the pain we have will never leave
or the memories that we made.
in our hearts we all believe
our love will never fade.

It always seems to be on my mind
Why I do not know
Then I think about those I leave behind
And those that don't want me to go

Living in a world of my own
That no one can understand
Inside feeling so alone
With no one to hold my hand

I want to talk but there's no one there
So I think about it again
Then I realize no one does care
And there's only one way to end the pain

I wonder if afterwards people will forget
And won't even remember my name
Will they look back with regret
Or just say I was insane

Now I'm gone and laid to rest
People still ask why
They're saying now I was the best
So why did I have to die

Blood boiled in every vain,
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered by my fears,
So I kept quiet for many years.

The secrets tore me up inside.
With a twisted mind and arms tied
They took their turns,
So I buried the burns.
I thought it was my fault.
My fault for the rape, and the assault.

Those dark memories still haunt my brain,
And still I feel I'm the one to blame.
Every night I lie awake,
Wondering how much I can take.
If only someone would have listened,
To the screams and to the pleads.

Maybe I could have ended it all,
And still be able to stand tall.
But enough was enough.
Tonight I will stay tough
Maybe for once they will see
That they can’t hurt me no longer.

Death In New England

Evil was loosed upon innocence,
Reason had not a helping hand,
For randomness without sense,
Delivered death in New England.

Do not try to understand why,
For Satan wants this confusion,
As he spreads forth his evil lie,
Grief is an unwanted intrusion.

Hate for him satisfies a hunger,
And sorrow is the harvest found,
When love is turned asunder,
Through evil spread world round.

Our guard is the Word spoken,
Sent to us on Christmas morn,
That is our shield never broken
And will never leaves us forlorn.
G W (Bill) Marshall / Dec 16, 2012