Last Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

There's a picture on the wall of my father
In a place where once was laughter
Hanging on the wall for many a year
Now only witness to my tear

I sung my poem.



Love it.

"Crossroads"
" Here at the crossroads we stand to determine our fate. Our way will take you to a clean slate, and the other way will take to a dirty fate. You don't have the choice to sit around and wait. This is something you must do to participate. the oppenty you see is marked to date and in the end it will determine you're fate. I stand alone with my head held high waiting for the oppenty when i die, i'm weighed down unable to fly I fall to my knees and begin to cry."

Tears of loss conquer my being again
I think of you, David; I miss you
You left me that morning in winter
As you laid in my arms bleeding
No goodbye, no smile
Just the wicked smile of death

Thoughts of you among drops of rain
A childhood dream for me and you
I fell in love with an enchanter
As I first saw you in class smiling
A little shy, nice style
And there went my breath

Will sunshine smile upon me again?
Will I ever smell that scent of you?
Will I ever slap my knee in banter?
Will you ever again catch me falling?
No goodbye, no smile
Just the wicked smile of death

My heart breaks again and again
We were to live life me and you
But now it is lost to never
I yelled as you were dying
No goodbye, no smile
Just the wicked smile of death

Tears of loss conquer my being again
A childhood dream for me and you
But now it is lost to never
I yelled as you were dying
Cries and a sick taste of bile
Why could I not give you breath?

The torment is over
For healing has begun.
No more abuse
No more torture
especially your kind
I am in charge
You may think
you have won
but my dignity
came with me.
Yours was hung up
for all to see.
For discretion was
my tool.
Revenge is best
served on a dish
on a dish to you.
For justification is
what you will have
to do instead of blaming.
Go ahead begin
your journey
separately for
mine is done!

Another war on news
Death stalking from the sky
Oblivious bombs go buzzing bye
Another lost soul
A mother must console
Her son was not to keep

Back into that rift i go
of blackness as it pulls
me down i don't fight
i go with the emotion
of letting go it seems
to get darker, heavier.
The deeper i go i try
to think of anything
I have done positive
nothing comes to mind.
Without a fight i let
it still pull me into
the muck deeper into
hell waiting for it
to overwhelm me.
Waiting for my
last breathe yet
it does not come.
Why have i not
been pulled past
no return.
Where do i go
from her?
Please take me
I am ready
to go!!
I LEAVE
EVEYTHING
better
without me.
Knowing i should
of NEVER
EXISTED.
I never should
of been here
Take me home.
What is my
answer to
my plea?

The wind, comes in the night to bring mass death, the sound sirens silenced in a flash of destuction, sleepy, dreaming in my bed, safe in my home, realizing life is not writen in a tomb, the raging storm, black like the deep,blasting through town killing people in there sleep,I run out side not even dressed the sound now is smoke detecters and people in destress,looking around i see nothing familiar, I must act, must try, theres a 11 yr old on my lawn about to die, get her in the car,but were not leaveing,theres no road,how to stop the bleeding, what someone there? yes someone in there underwear, all around now people lost and dead, wandering in the street, NO the 11 yr olds dieing, bleeding gasping i just start crying, " Stay with me please hold on"but i realize this act is done, Sun , lite, destuction all around, words cant express the suffering that abounds, life changeing , altering the mind, joplin is gone tonight, I hope you like my ryme.( Real experience of my brother here in joplin) .

Spiral of love inside her smile
Stretched and stretched for more than a mile
Sparkles and flashes were her eyes
The joy of love was no surprize
It shot and blended up and up
Until the spiral reached its prime
That thatch of hair all tangled and frizzy
Her warm warm glow to send me dizzy
Oh what a woman to take my heart
It smite me like a dart
To pierce me there
Center soul heart and spirit
Where will it reach
spiral of spirit heart and soul
no more need to rhime and reach
no need to explain
just to remain


You never lost your place
Always the pinacle of Grace
Always the pinacle of grace my love.