Last Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

I try to move but find I can't
There is blackness all around me
Sound I hear but not quite clear
Can't make out what they're saying

Where am I? how did I get here?
I cannot think of an answer
All I know is I can't see a thing
I can't even feel my body

Words I hear but sound so muffled
Sounds keep drifting in and out
If only I could remember
But only blackness stares back at me

Seems there's something at edge of memory
Remember party wild and free
Too much booze and too much smoking
I was smashed beyond belief

Oh my God! now I remember
Driving home was drunk too much
Coming round that blasted corner
Lost control and drifted off

Round and round, seemed forever
Over and over rolled the car
Tracey screaming in pain and terror
Smelling petrol, fire crackling

Feel the heat and panic rising
Desperate to get out of there
Smell of human flesh burning
Blackness claimed the rest of night

Here it is four years later
Blindness is for rest of life
My body burned so badly
Lucky to be even alive

Many days I sit at graveside
Talk to Tracey all day long
Lost my Love, my life companion
Burdened with guilt I carry on

Two travelers meet for the time being.
Then, they separate.
Only the memories remain
somewhere beyond the horizon.

Here I lay
Dead and buried
Wanted to stay
But thrust was parried

Sword went through
My time had come
Women pursue
Hell bound become

what is there to say?
my friend was in love with a girl
they had been an on and off couple for some years
mostly on...
beginning back when they were still in high school
he must have been deeply in love with her
she had feelings for him as well
but she insisted that she not be tied down
she wanted to run with other friends of hers
and, I suppose, see other young men
perhaps a reasonable mindset
yet she always returned to be with my friend
he had little interest in any other than she
he never dated any other women
one might say that he was obsessed with her
he just maintained until she came back to him
which she invariably did, time after time
til one day when he was at her home
she lived with her parents who were out at the time
her father was a police officer
up in her bedroom that day...they argued
like they had done so many times before
he professing his love for her
pleading...that she stop seeing other people
...that she love him alone
she would have none of it
she said that she would do whatever she wished
he said 'if you don't say you love me...I'll kill myself'
she said 'I don't love you..go ahead, kill yourself..see if I care'
it was then that he rushed from her bedroom
down the stairs as if he were leaving the house
the next moment she heard a single loud explosion from below
her father always left his sidearm on a dining room buffet
my friend had picked up the gun
pointed it at his head
pulled the trigger
and was killed
what is there to say?

Dream me dreams of sea and sand
Of waves made for surfing
Of sunny skies and cloudless days
And time for relaxing

Dream me dreams of mountain lakes
With water pure as crystal
Cool, clear, taste so sweet
Removed from civilisation

Dream me dreams of autumn nights
With gentle breezes blowing
Leaves dancing over ground
A symphony of rustles

Dream me dreams of snowy peaks
That fall into valleys
Of snow that falls to blanket earth
And trees with white mantle

Dream me dreams of spring in air
With new growth bursting
Birds nesting sing their songs
Life's cycle is renewing

Dream me dreams of warm bed at night
And loving arms around me
Whispered goodnights and I love you
And smiling face to awake me

Dream me dreams of children's voice
Joyous in their playing
Shouts of laughter from the yard
Asking me to join them

Dream me dreams of quiet nights
Around the table sitting
Sharing dreams, goals to come
A happy family gathering

Dream me dreams of new-born's wail
And watch my grandchild sleeping
Soft, round, and so beautiful
My love is overflowing

Dream me dreams of life and love
Now that I am dying
Precious life I leave behind
And all my beloved

Johnny old boy was a parakeet.
His trophies, the supposed women
he hoodwinked out of underpants, was ever on his lips.
Drained ears listened, laboriously, a thousand times to the once secret
of two hearts, two hearts that alone should clutch hard these clandestine moments.
The Mrs. Green is enviously tied
to her high school sweetheart; she was a gentleman’s dream,
but not this nightmare tale, this delusion shows how limited our eyes are.
Prudence, the good Reverend’s consort
was an assumed standard, but now…

Johnny boy boasted
of dipping wick in Coralline’s kerosene oil
and caused delicate glow on Shiki Futon, dancing glow
to soft music of two waist lines, my Coralline, sweet Coralline.
With careless lips he spilled tales and planted seeds of gossips.
Johnny was, and Coralline too,
and I vision the world for Johnny’s legend, waiting for time to tell my story.

Though the wild flowers blow in the wind,
they are not lost,
for God is the one,
who knows the number and counts the cost..
For, when the earth opens,
and, the tempest overcomes,
there is nought for his children to do,
for this is their time to sleep, as their spirit succumbs.

The thought of death grips my heart, my feet go weak.I wonder where ? when? and how will i go?
how old will i be?
what would i have achieved?
will anyone remember me?
what is beyond the grave?
Somehow the thought of falling into a deep sleep or being wiped off the face of the earth does not feel very comforting.Just the thought of it numbs the depth of me.They say live life to the fullest but how can i when death lurks in every corner,every risk,every hope, every light, every darkness.

Godour heavenly father
oh Godand my father who is also in heaven
maythe light of this flickiering candle illluminate my soul.
papa can u hear me,papa can u hear me, papa can u help me not be so frightened.

looking at the skies i seem to see a 1000 eyes which ones are yours,where are you yesterdayhas waved goodbye and closed it's doors.
the night is so much darker and the wind so much colder,the world i see is so much bigger now that i''m aloone.

papa please forgive me , try to understand me , papa don't you know i had no choice
can u hear me praying every thing im saying,eventhough the night is filled with voices.
the trees are so much taller
and i feel so much smaller
the moon is twice as lonely and the bthe stars are have as brighter.

papa how i love you
papa how i need u
papa how i miiss you holding my hand at night.

Had I but taken left not right
How different things might be
A choice that's made in too much haste
A lifetime for repentance

So many times I sit and ponder
How different life would be
Had I but taken left not right
A choice that's now so clear

Too much drink, too many drugs
And all the late night parties
Life's for living, hang tomorrow
All too soon tomorrow comes

Hot of blood and passionate
Was the life I led
Hot of blood and passionate
Caused her death instead

Had I but taken left not right
And listened to some reason
Had I not drunk, had I not driven
This grave would I not be tending