Last Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

melancholic strollers,
under desperate crying skies,
pottering around tombs
and mausoleums..
lost minds,
full of regrets and memories,
ceaselessly turning round,
in the none o'clock one way watch..
seeing you,you dont see them..
talking to you,you never reply..
melancholic strollers,
a name,a date,on a grave,reading..
a hand switched the life off,
a hazy,hazardous morning..
lone souls,since so long,
about aimlessly wandering
amongst cold marbles..
walking past each others..
death never recognize its reflect..
names,dates,slowly wearing away,
opening the gate of time,
definitely,making their way
in the eternal light...

As you stroll along the waters edge And the gentle breeze ever so gently caresses your exposed skin, Listen very closely As you may hear the sounds of the troubles and sorrows, of the souls before you, That has learned the secrets of casting their troubles and heart aches into that gentle breeze as it passes by leaving their hearts filled only with the good and the love, for no matter how a short of time in their life it may have been, When that is all that is left in the heart it will fill all the void, and replace the hurt and empyiness, and as that breeze carries on to the next person, maybe they to can feel your pain to also fill their heart with the love they hunger for . Thank You Robert

i met u here
i seen ur smile
we exchanged numbers
and chatted a while

the days went by
and nights got cold
our little chat was 9 days old

but now its silent
and ur not there
i cant reach u
life is just not fair



xxxxxxx

Stampede my soul with the feets of men not a few. Let their footprint be for remembrance that i lived. Quickly i came and departed a man of sorrow. I am the seed of adam that dwell in the black terrestial abode of the oval globe;i found for me a maid whose form was delicate as the petals of roses,in the times of yesterday's light. But when the heat came she withered away. The molecules in the wind for pity,reforms for me my dainty queen but then they are only scenes from yesterday. To the underworld i procede for my love to seek,i know she would be waiting under the mulberry tree we created in the world of our fantasy. She must be cold because i am the garmet that giveth her warmth,she must be afraid for i the sword for her protection. Goodbye mama, tell my brethren i have joined the wind. Tell my priest that the flaming chariots of love have taken me away,do not explain mama,he would understand. Tell my friends to remember me. Tell them the world is no more for the shadow of clara is no more casted upon her terrains,her obvious visibility is turned into dust.

Laugh, cry, bleed,
-the youth of life a steed.
Beckon age of death approach,
alongside-harbour-the-creaking-boat.

To shores border it drifts,
-water ripples the past now lived.
Fear not as time is gone,
no-longer-sewn-slowly-the-song.

A sleep to slumber,
no worries to wonder.

Finally at peace..

Too much treachery
Too much lechery
Too much sorrow
No thought of tomorrow
I feel numb
I feel comfort in numb
Too much deceit
Too much incomplete
Too much adversity
Too much perversity
I feel numb
I feel comfort in numb
Too much hate
Too much debate
Too much pain
Too much disdain
I feel numb
I feel comfort in numb
Too much yet to come
Too much last crumb
To much memory past
Not enough love to last
I feel numb
I feel comfort in numb
I feel what was you and me
And I long for feelings that used to be

years go by
and still it does

a glimpse, a vision
reminds you of what was not to be

yet as much as you know
that it could not be

your heart still wants, desires
what it cannot have

the tears glisten in the eyes
the sobs catch in your throat

but reality remains
the hurt stays with you

it takes courage to not let it consume you

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

you are my angel and my devil,
my life and my demise,
in your glory i shall revel,
but i shall perish in your cries,

you are my freedom and my cage,
you are my purpose and my lies,
you put my heart into a rage,
theres nothing left, but to cry,

i felt your soul and your heart,
i tasted your lips and your skin,
i knew your body, it was a work of art,
it was just right, i had my win,

i didnt win for the braging or the stories,
not for the riches and the praise,
not for the fame and glory,
but for the best time of my days,

we risked it all, we took a chance,
i really found the best find,
now your gone, without a glance,
i love you, your always in my mind,

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