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scarwolve

ww1 poem meadows

The meadow.

As I walk out of the valley.

I see a meadow, a meadow full of death.

What is in this meadow, but the smell Of the forgotten souls of victims. I see smoke, I see holes and I see barbed wire. And rotten flesh.

As I walked into the meadow I looked at the sky The sky was clear, it's a sunny day. The reinforcements arrive to clean the mess.That the government caused on this meadow.

As I walked away from the meadow I came back.Knowing more destruction will follow,Yet in later years it gloomed and now I see is a meadow full of life.
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
wrote this a while back
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Unknown

Alive and Dead

The sugar bows to the base
he wilts pleading his case
alive and dead in one day
alive and dead in many ways
the wakings intent between the lament
i had flown into a town with no vent
space lights thru the Iguazu trees
catacomb burial: repeat and repeat.
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Posted: Jan 2010
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Unknown

If Something Happened to Me

If something happened to me tomorrow
Would you all feel regret
Or may be even sorrow
Knowing that my life was taken
From an early start
Would you all reveal that you loved me?
With all of your heart
Knowing that you never could have never revealed it
When I was alive and well
If something happened to me
Would you all sit back and tell
Of all the foolish things I did
When I was alive
If something happened to me
And I did not survive
Would you all cry?
Or come to my funeral
If something happened to me
Would you all feel happy or sad?
Realizing that my soul is now set free
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Posted: Jan 2010
About this poem:
If something did happen to me, I would be curious to know how everyone who knew me would react. I wasn't liked that much, and it would just make me wonder if anyone would mourn the loss of my life.
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Unknown

falling star

Was this life meant to be
Are the pedals of this rose
Ready to wither and close

Is there a reason for everything
When you wake in the morning
And hear the song birds sing

How much pain can I endure
My sickness sadness and sorrow
Will I ever see another tommorrow

I really don't know anymore
I don't know if I can take it
It hurts too much when I fake it

Not knowing is the worst of all
When I cry out all of my tears
Will I be ready to face my fears

There are times when I feel so alone
With all the darkness of time and space
I often wonder am I part of the human race

Whatever happens I will always shine
I'm born as a brilliant gleaming star
My light shines forever no distance to far

Give me all you're power and strength
Not to give up and shut down my light
I will be with you always look for me tonight

My mind keeps turning when will it stop
I can't explain the swirling thoughts in my head
When all has been done and everything said

Live each day like its you're very last
My loved ones will never forget me too
I will remember them my love for them so true!
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
I wrote this for a fellow poet,she was diagnosed with terminal cancer,she cried after reading it,and we prayed together,yeah....we all have bad days,just be thankful for your health,she told me this...be nice to one another,lifes to short,smile everyday,for you're never ready when something horrible in life comes you're way!
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Unknown

Don't Kiss Them Goodbye

It's been a little while since my beloved was here
As I sit and think about the love we shared
I know that I can't bring back his life
I'm also aware that I can talk to him still now

For it's never a time to kiss him Goodbye
We don't have all the answers in our life
I'm sure that he is happy where he is
As I look to the heavens and see the light

The light is peaking in where the shadow was
Filling the Heart with a warm glow
Leaving a lasting impression upon my soul
As we hear the music of the spheres play

Don't Kiss Them Goodbye for they are here
Still walking amongst us in spirit
As we walk through our grieving time
And we come out the other side with peacefulness

It's a journey that plays havoc with our emotions
This aspect of life gives us the greatest trouble
Yet, it's the one that stretches us the most
To be our best potential and rise to the challenge

Of keeping ourselves disciplined to take care
Helping ourselves get well in the process
To become all we are meant to be on this planet
As we reach the summit champions of our life

Don't Kiss them Goodbye because we need them
To always be close by to guide and protect
Us from the harm of unconscious folks who
Don't recognize what their actions have created

Kiss them Hello as you open your eyes each day
Saying a prayer that we may do the will of God
And always think that we are on the way
To meeting these spirits and kissing them Hello...

Love Always
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
It's about the loss of a loved one. I wrote it because people have a difficult time letting go. They also have a difficult time with remembering that their loved one is still very near to them and I wanted to bridge that gap for them. I feel wonderful when I can be a channel for such beautiful messages.
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Unknown

A Touch Of Reality

Beyond the veil is life eternal
No pain or suffering to endure
We won't go there until we've done our work here
This is when we come full circle...

Time ticks away and passes on moment by moment
Why is it we rush time so much?
Going with the Flow seems very difficult
Yet, this is what we must learn to do

Life is like a Story
A beginning, middle and an end
We are co-creators of our own book
Hopefully, we live it to rise to glory

Many friends have gone behind the veil
One day we will all meet again
We won't go though until it is our time
When God calls us home to rest in peace with him...

Love Always
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
This is about what is after this earth life and how we feel about it. Words that came to comfort the soul...
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kmyost

Friend

It's been some time since I've seen you smile, but then
I've hardly seen you at all
Are you still doing that same old dance
In that fatal new age ball?

If you could see out your window tonight, you could
See a billion stars
Tell me does anything shine for you
In that distant place you are

(chorus)
I never thought I would see you here
Of all of the places we've been
Oh, how I miss you
Friend

I remember our high school days, and that
Crazy way you laughed
Now you just stare off into space
Are you ever coming back?

(chorus)
All the girls were so crazy for you
And you were so crazy for them
Oh how I miss you
Friend

(bridge)
The road was hard, it was long sometimes
Nobody said it was easy
So you took a little something
To ease the pain
And now you've drifted so far away
Can you even hear me?
Oh, it felt so good not to hurt anymore
You took it again and again and again

I hear the wind on the window pane, and my
Voice is running low
I just don't know how to reach you
And I don't know what to say anymore

(chorus)
Visiting hours are over now
And I don't know if I'll see you again
Oh how I'll miss you
Friend

Oh how I'll miss you
Friend
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
This is a song lyric that I wrote about visiting my best friend in the hospital after he had taken a massive overdose of hallucinagenics and other drugs and regressed to a catatonic state. After years of hospitalization and therapy, he was finally released, where he commited suicide. The devastation wrought by drugs is so widespread and so deeply felt.
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Unknown

For an Eternal Memory of a Dear

For an eternal memory of a dear
what we could always scribe
Countless memories that the weather
isn't be able to wipe

There's times when we lose
a brother, a partner, a friend
We can't ever hide the pain,
what we can do is pretend

This pain in my heart will stain,
but hold to it I will
He might have past away,
in my heart he is living still

Some people leave, some people stay,
this is the way of life.
It follows in a hideous way,
it stabs you with a knife.

We fight it all until we die,
'n no one will survive
We now it costs tears and cry,
'n eventhough we dive

Because we know,
That after all the sun will rise 'n shine
'n I will be surprised, 'n wow,
The world is full, not so dull 'n also very mine

For those who have passed away,
remember you we will
Your memory is captured in the heart,
'n there it is still
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
This was my first poem, I wrote it when my best friend passed away.
RIP my friend, the world has became worse after your departure, and the heavens became better at your arrival.
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Unknown

I Never Got

I never got,
to see the light of day.
I never got,
to breathe in the air.
I never got,
a chance to play.
I never got,
to stop and stare.
At the beauty,
that would of sourrounded me.
I never got,
a chance to just be.


S.O.B.

If there's a god.
He's a greedy S.O.B.
He can not but see,
the deserving un happy.
I'll sell my soul to the devil.
All that is me.
If it would re-join this woman
with her un-born baby.
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Posted: May 2010
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Unknown

"Inferno" Tribute Part 3

I saw again

another room

housing stranger

sights to see.

In it was many a fool

chaperoned by demon's hand.

And affixed to every

limb and joint,

a slender thread

of darkest black

secured to the tightest tight.

These victims, like

those before,

mastered not

their own

faculties,

functioning not

like you or I

until provoked to shriek

and cry.

Each scaly, winged demon thus

did with them as they wished.

One man was made to dance through fire

another choked his comrades with their wires.

Before I could

begin to think

to look for

my fellow men,

a familiar tugging

pulled me along.

Dimmer, harder

to see on.

On this sojourn,

I believe,

many more

had gone before

and ever still

new souls to come.

Every step

I undertook

carried the weight

of all damned down

this despicable trail.

I knew of course

my stop to be

set aside especially

keen on my misery.

But until I reached

my destination,

I did partake in some

slight schadenfreude.
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
The last word is German, describing essentially sadism, taking pleasure in the suffering of others.
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