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1085 | 12 | 2018-02-27 21:20:59 | Loss of Father Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1085 | 2018-02-27 22:53:14 | Father, What Do You See? | 3.91 | Look at me father Do accept what you see The other side of me Your little girl so sweet Has no more dignity I am weak As only you can see A heart that only beats No hope within me A shadow of reality Even though I close my eyes The dead never sleep Darkness all around Joyful music has no sound I float in a womb That has no life to bear Aborted by the illusion You would always be there So now where can I run You were the only one Torn away from me From the loving God that I believed Yet by his hand He took you from me Exchanging you for me Look upon me father, How ashamed are you of me That I have crumbled Your expectations of me From your princess to a pauper Unworthy to be A part of you I am just a shadow Rarely ever seen And as I follow behind you Worthy of your love I shall never be |
Regrets.. of not being brave enough to let my Father know how much he meant to me and the shame I have of being-well what I am. | Adicastellano | December 2013 | 0 | 6 | 100 |
1086 | 12 | 2018-02-27 21:20:59 | Loss of Father Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1086 | 2018-02-27 22:53:19 | What Was Best? (Feathers) | 3.88 | Rain drops from the sky, Like feathers from your wings, Daddy you always you loved me, But daddy where could you be? Are these your feathers falling from the sky, Or are they the tears of regret that you cry, You promised to never leave me, You said we would never be apart. But daddy your in heaven, Was I ever in you heart? You said that you wanted what was best, That you would do whatever it took. Daddy your in the ground now, Mommy says that you can rest, But daddy I'm alone now, Is this really what was best? |
a story in the memory of me father Benjamin D. Deal that died on February 12, 2003 for an overdose on drugs. | Sara Deal | February 2009 | 0 | 5 | 48 |
1087 | 12 | 2018-02-27 21:20:59 | Loss of Father Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1087 | 2018-02-27 22:53:20 | Forever And Always Your Baby | 3.86 | The moment I heard the news that day, My heart sunk and my soul ached. It just felt so unreal to me. It couldn't be right; how could it be? The next few days went by in a blur Filled with tears, hugs and well-meaning words. Nothing changed the facts, didn't do a thing. They couldn't bring you back or take away the sting. Like a hot blade to my heart That time will never heal, Understanding time still goes on Somehow just doesn't seem real. I watch people go about their day, Wondering how they're so unaware. One of God's most beautiful creations Forever is no longer there. I know he's up in heaven now, And for that I should be glad, But I am selfish; I'm his little girl, So I am stark raving mad. I want him back; this was too soon. It couldn't have been his time. I need him here to give advice And remind me I'll be fine. They tell me to be still And trust in God's plan, That time will reveal all things And I will understand. So for you, my Dad, I will heed their words, I will calm my anger And face my hurt. I will love you for always. You always took care of me And forever and always Your baby I'll be. |
My father died at the age of 45 in a tragic accident (I was 23 at the time). This poem is about my reflections on how I felt in the time immediately following his death. The feelings are still vivid and clear. I wrote this poem in hopes of comforting a friend who recently lost her father in a similarly sudden and tragic way. | Michelle N. Ballard | February 2017 | 0 | 51 | 21 |
1088 | 12 | 2018-02-27 21:20:59 | Loss of Father Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1088 | 2018-02-27 22:53:24 | Losing You | 3.81 | Daddy, The day you left Was the day my world came tumbling down. I felt so alone...so empty...so angry! I knew the second I heard the gun shot That my daddy was gone. It was hard to believe that you were gone. Why did you have to take the easy way out? Why did you have to leave me so suddenly? I feel so numb. I'm hoping, praying that one day I'll wake up and this will all be a dream. Watching day turn to night In a blink of an eye, Sitting down thinking of you Brings sudden tears to my eyes, Just wishing for one more day with you. My legs become weak, my body is numb, My eyes are watery. Mom collapses to the ground. The walls are closing in on me. I can't breathe, can't walk, can't speak. I was Daddy's Little Girl. You would hold my hand and catch me if I fell. You would reassure me that I was going to be okay. Daddy, I promise I will remember everything you taught me. Daddy, save me a place up in heaven, Where we will someday be reunited. Daddy, I want you to know that I will always love you. I love you more than words can explain. I wish you were here, I wish you were alive. |
My name is Kryshelle. I am 15 years old. My dad committed suicide in the summer of 2009. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to go through. I have two younger sisters. I have to be strong for them and my wonderful mom. I feel writing poetry is a way of accepting the situation and letting my emotions out. | Kryshelle | April 25, 2017 | 0 | 5 | 21 |
1089 | 12 | 2018-02-27 21:20:59 | Loss of Father Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1089 | 2018-02-27 22:53:29 | Journey | 3.75 | My heart's in pieces on the floor. My brain, an electrical storm. Quoth the raven, "Nevermore." And yet, I try to smile. Try to think of all the laughs, The love, and all the lessons. The long road trips and All the late-night movie sessions. The air is a thick, filmy haze, But I still gasp and breathe. There's raging whirlwinds up ahead, As far as I can see. The path is ragged, twisted, snarled, But I must follow through. For if I journey long enough, I may, one day, reach you. |
My father passed away a few weeks ago, and I've been struggling with my grief. He was a kind man with a huge heart and a loving soul. He raised my sister and myself all alone and he did a pretty decent job. I wanted to reach out to anyone else who may be dealing with an astronomical loss and let them know they are not alone. | Alison J. Davis | December 4, 2017 | 0 | 12 | 8 |
1090 | 12 | 2018-02-27 21:20:59 | Loss of Father Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1090 | 2018-02-27 22:53:34 | In Loving Memory | 3.67 | The man who gets the "Best Dad Award" Was in a fight, without a sword. The nurses were helpful and so very kind, But the thought of Dad never leaves my mind. Walking the hallway day and night, He refused to give up the cancer fight. I can still hear him playing guitar, Making a show for those near and far. My dad was filled with compassion and love. Now he's sharing it with all those above. Instead of sitting down, screaming and crying, I'll do great things. I'll never stop trying. I'll do it for him and make him proud. I'll inspire others in a very big crowd. I'll tell them to never give up on their dreams, And that life's not as bad as it seems. Although good things must come to an end, Make sure you have that one special friend. One that will share the smiles and tears And will stay with you over the years. Mine was my Dad, and he always will be. He's the one who will never leave me. No one can see him, but I know he's there: Giving advice or ending despair. He never liked fights; he'd always stop them. Said if you have problems, simply drop them. He said life's too short, so do something great. And to stay busy, there's less time to hate. He said even if you haven't talked in a while, Walk down the hallway sharing a smile. My dad was easily the best man alive. See my struggle? Watch me. I'll strive. He's the reason I always try harder. Just the thought pushes me farther. All of my actions, we've completed together. That's what he meant by "with you forever." Tough choice? He'll be deciding. This poem? He's the one writing. I always think about him every day. But see a frown? That stays away. I'm not sad, 'cause it's just time apart. He's not gone; he lives in my heart. |
My dad passed away in 2006. I have been trying to find a way to tell my story and let others know the person he was and how I felt. Poetry has never been a big part of my life, but once I started writing, I couldn't stop. I hope you enjoy it! | Holly Hash | March 16, 2017 | 0 | 25 | 12 |
71 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 71 | 2018-02-27 21:58:44 | Seasons Of Grief | 4.63 | Shall I wither and fall like an autumn leaf, From this deep sorrow - from this painful grief? How can I go on or find a way to be strong? Will I ever again enjoy life's sweet song? Sometimes a warm memory sheds light in the dark And eases the pain like the song of a Meadow Lark. Then it flits away on silent wings and I'm alone; Hungering for more of the light it had shone. Shall grief's bitter cold sadness consume me, Like a winter storm on the vast angry sea? How can I fill the void and deep desperate need To replant my heart with hope's lovely seed? Then I look at a photo of your playful smiling face And for a moment I escape to a serene happy place; Remembering the laughter and all you would do, Cherishing the honest, caring, loving spirit of you. Shall spring's cheerful flowers bring life anew And allow me to forget the agony of missing you? Will spring's burst of new life bring fresh hope And teach my grieving soul how to cope? Sometimes I'll read a treasured card you had given me And each word's special meaning makes me see, The precious gift of love I was fortunate to receive, And I realize you'd never want to see me grieve. Shall summer's warm brilliant sun bring new light, And free my anguished mind of its terrible plight? Will its gentle breezes chase grief's dark clouds away, And show me a clear path towards a better day? When I visit the grave where you lie in eternal peace, I know that death and heaven brought you release; I try to envision your joy on that shore across the sea, And, until I join you, that'll have to be enough for me. For all the remaining seasons of my life on earth, There'll be days I'll miss your merriment and mirth, And sometimes I'll sadly long for all the yesterdays; Missing our chats and your gentle understanding ways. Yet, the lessons of kindness and love you taught me, And the good things in life you've helped me to see; Linger as lasting gifts that comfort and will sustain, Until I journey to that peaceful shore and see you again. more by Belinda Stotler |
My sister, Brenda, was my best friend and I loved her with my whole heart. She died suddenly at age 50 from a blood clot caused by emergency surgery that she should have never had to undergo. She died 3 days after my birthday on 11/09/2007 and I found her when I went to change her bandages. The shock and grief was unbearable at times, and I cried everyday the first year afterwards. I miss her and think of her every day. Poetry helped me and I hope my poem helps others. |
Belinda Stotler | February 2012 | 11 | 1418 | 709 |
72 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 72 | 2018-02-27 21:58:46 | Sometimes | 4.57 | Sometimes I catch a glimpse, In softened waves of blue, My child, my heart ...when I see a smile, I can't help but think of you. Sometimes these waves fill oceans. And feelings string on every shore, A collections of each memory And every way I wish for more. Sometimes I watch for answers Because each day I call to you. I ask for faith and courage And strength...to help me through. Sometimes I ask for bravery Like dolphins in the deep, Because time moves oh so slowly, And sometimes the road is steep. Sometimes I want to scream. This was not what I had planned. Why you ever suffered, A mom can't understand. Sometimes I hear your laughter And remember you at play, But My Child I always miss you. Not sometimes, but every day. visit Colleen Ranney's site |
I wrote a poem in response to a request from a mother who lost her child. Since then I have decided to share it with any parent out there who has lost a child. May this bring comfort to you | Colleen Ranney | January 2012 | 29 | 556 | 1070 |
73 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 73 | 2018-02-27 21:58:50 | This Basket Of Burdens | 4.54 | My Basket of burdens Is filled with the grief of my loss It is so heavy to carry Although this road I must cross. This pathway through life Feels unbearable at times And I don't have the strength For this mountain I climb. The Basket's filled with sorrow Oh, how I miss my love At first, It's impossible to carry, Where is my help from above? It's draining my strength I can't do anymore This pain goes so deep Right down to my core. As I carry this Basket I'll learn to manage the weight Each step of the way Will become easier they say. But how do they know, Have they been here before? If so, where's their Basket They're responsible for? This Basket of burdens You can't see and can't touch I carry it inside me This pain is too much. Patience is needed to carry This loss that I feel A shoulder to lean on So, someday I will heal. God sent my family My friends and spirits unknown So, I won't carry this Basket For-ever alone Someday, I'll lay down my Basket With burdens' no more My pain will be gone When, I cross through that door Then I'll know reason For my Basket of Burdens How God showed me His grace When I couldn't cope with the season Love and support that He gave When His presence felt unknown He was with me each step When I felt so alone |
I have experience so much loss in the past few years. My mother, sister, grandmother, sister-in-law, niece and grandchild and dealing with the grief is so difficult at times and feels like it is just too hard to bear. I want others to know that they are not alone in their pain and my faith has helped me get through all of this. | Debbie | March 2010 | 7 | 278 | 415 |
74 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 74 | 2018-02-27 21:58:53 | How We Survive | 4.53 | If we are fortunate, we are given a warning. If not, there is only the sudden horror, the wrench of being torn apart; of being reminded that nothing is permanent, not even the ones we love, the ones our lives revolve around. Life is a fragile affair. We are all dancing on the edge of a precipice, a dizzying cliff so high we can't see the bottom. One by one, we lose those we love most into the dark ravine. So we must cherish them without reservation. Now. Today. This minute. We will lose them or they will lose us someday. This is certain. There is no time for bickering. And their loss will leave a great pit in our hearts; a pit we struggle to avoid during the day and fall into at night. Some, unable to accept this loss, unable to determine the worth of life without them, jump into that black pit spiritually or physically, hoping to find them there. And some survive the shock, the denial, the horror, the bargaining, the barren, empty aching, the unanswered prayers, the sleepless nights when their breath is crushed under the weight of silence and all that it means. Somehow, some survive all that and, like a flower opening after a storm, they slowly begin to remember the one they lost in a different way... The laughter, the irrepressible spirit, the generous heart, the way their smile made them feel, the encouragement they gave even as their own dreams were dying. And in time, they fill the pit with other memories the only memories that really matter. We will still cry. We will always cry. But with loving reflection more than hopeless longing. And that is how we survive. That is how the story should end. That is how they would want it to be. more by Mark Rickerby |
Poems are like children. We create them and they feel very personal to us, but then they travel outward, interact with others, and take on a life of their own. My brother died in 1997 at the age of 38. I wrote a poem about my own grieving process and sent it to a few friends who had also suffered losses. They sent it around and, to my surprise, it started to travel around the Internet a little. I have received some very touching emails from people telling me the poem gave them some peace after the loss of a loved one. There is no greater feeling than that - knowing that some little words I wrote in my hour of darkness helped someone else find some comfort in theirs. I hope it helps you, too. |
Mark Rickerby | August 2008 | 20 | 561 | 713 |
75 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 75 | 2018-02-27 21:58:54 | One Year Less | 4.52 | There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker, I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless, But one child less. One less open laugh and little boy giggle, One less challenging tete-a-tete; One less artful, winking manipulation, One less word of comfort, one less grateful hug. One less chance to embrace a daughter; One less new life to carry your eyes, your chin, your grin, your name, No one word for the pain, the longing, the brevity Of a life meant for living; an old soul meant to grow older than mine; Would there be any one price too high, any sacrifice too great, For one more moment, one more breath, one more warm touch; I grasp desperately and sense the closeness - the ONE just at the fingertips of my heart and mind, Only to realize again and again and again, There is no "One" - you are gone and I am - less. more by Cheryl McDonald |
Cheryl McDonald | March 2010 | 24 | 194 | 396 | |
76 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 76 | 2018-02-27 21:58:57 | My Mask | 4.50 | Every morning I wake up and put on a mask. The mask makes everything seem all right, But they don't know I cry at night. The nightmares just won't go away. If only I knew it was your last day. For six years I've felt this pain. The feeling just won't go away. Everyone thinks I've dealt with your death the best, But without this mask I'd be a mess. more by Ellie Nazza | Three people who were very close to me and my family suddenly died. I felt like I had to help my family get through this and be positive, so I pretended to be happy and never told anyone how I felt, and now 6 years later I'm still crying most nights because I've never properly dealt with their death, and still nobody knows. This is also my first ever poem and I'm only a kid, so take that into consideration when you read it. :) |
Ellie Nazza | June 2011 | 5 | 176 | 336 |
77 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 77 | 2018-02-27 21:59:01 | Grieving For A Loved One | 4.50 | I shed a tear, I feel quite numb another loss, thoughts of a dearly beloved one they say "time heals", give it a while remember all the happy times and smiles and for a while it's true, I smile and laugh enjoy my life, forget about the past but reality shows it's ugly face, brings back all the pain you've really only blocked it out, nothing much been gained You surround yourself with photo's, and little treasured items in an attempt to keep them close, raw withheld emotions but still they seem so far away nothing really brings them back feeling so alone I pray let me off this one way track I would prefer to join them, than to go through all this again it makes you wonder who'll be next? these feelings make you cold and drained Though you hope that they are well not one person can really tell but what brings a little piece of mind is all the others they've left behind remember that we're all the same all our lives have changed even though in different ways we've got one common bond each one of us has loved and lost this special person left, and gone here we are, all brought together parents, siblings, friends and lovers it's time to say our last goodbyes as they make their way, up to the skies for some that might be it over and complete but not for me, oh no this still goes on, this sorry show the memories still live on "it gets easier" . . . . but they're wrong all it takes is just one thought for these feelings to surface, still so fraught some say they understand been there, seen it, all first hand but how could they possibly feel what I do? for they never even knew you because you were one in a million one of those shining stars that's why I feel so troubled with deep and wounded scars each time I lose a loved one a part of me dies too they each take a piece of my heart when that time comes for us to part I wonder if that's when my time will come when there's nothing left to take with the fading of the sun, no reason to stay awake |
In losing 3 people dear to me in very quick succession I've found it hard to get back into 'reality'. People expect after a while for you to move on from it, but there is no time limit on grief. To try and help me move on I've looked up some poems and there's such beautifully written work out there it gave me the feeling that I'm not alone in my feelings which gave me the push to try and write something myself. Grief is personal but is also there to be shared with others feeling the same. |
Carolynn F | May 2013 | 3 | 195 | 276 |
78 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 78 | 2018-02-27 21:59:06 | A Lost Family Tree | 4.48 | Sometimes I crawl Into my skin To lose myself From the world Disconnect myself from my family tree Searching the mean streets For a mother's intuition Going home to a newborn Crying for my attention I got lost in the adoption agency Lost my child's daddy DYFS lost my baby Cried so much Lost my vision The pink bundle taken Hurt so bad I couldn't witness Keep it or leave it Abandon, adoption, abortion The ultimate ultimatum Lost my mother To her only hope, dope She lost herself In the melodies Of street pharmacy remedies A shoulda,coulda,woulda Waiting for sidewalk doctors To pass out plastic bag prescriptions Take drugs or have drugs take me Sniff or needle Die high or low The ultimate ultimatum Lost my father To a jail cell So focused to right He did wrong Lost his last appeal And then his mind So young yet so old Lost his wisdom Killed himself Murder victim of the Correctional system Jail or Suicide This cell or hell Wrong or right 25 years to life The ultimate ultimatum Lost my brother To a color So stuck in the gang He was stitched into the fabric Woven into a web Of forced respect Not even a truce Could knock his gang intellect Lost in criminal knowledge Can't help what the Streets had taught him Stolen purses and snatched wallets Nothing but a lost bullet Not meant to hit him A young soul gone Lost to a funeral home Red or blue Do or die Kill or be killed The ultimate ultimatum My sister been lost Sold her body On every street For so cheap But her daddy was a deadbeat So she gave of herself so easily Walking the streets for love Until the AIDS disease Hugged Her soul No medicine Could replenish her back to whole Lost in the reaping of what she sowed Her body owed Safe sex or one of 2 million infected Not knowing or getting tested Waiting to die or dying to wait AIDS epidemic Lost my whole family Better yet a society Lost without morals Values and respect Old souls who h |
A whole family lost, each on their separate journeys to a sad and separate death. | Moneisha S. Madden | February 2006 | 2 | 18 | 107 |
79 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 79 | 2018-02-27 21:59:11 | My Dad | 4.46 | Do you know how it feels to lose someone? How you go through grief and pain? I know how that feels, and how it feels to always live in rain. I remember it like it was yesterday, how I stood by my dad's side. And how I couldn't bare to look at him, but all I did was cry. I knew I couldn't help him, I couldn't fix his pain. I couldn't stop myself from crying, I couldn't help him in anyway. I wanted to help my dad, but they said it was to late. How could it have come to this, to this horrible fate. My dad was loving, he was a caring guy. Maybe he wasn't perfect, but he didn't cheat, steal or lie. I loved my dad, I loved him with all my heart. But there was nothing I could do, It was too late from the start. They said they caught it too late, there was nothing they could do. But just let him pass on, it was hard but it was true. It's been almost a year, It doesn't feel like it's been that long. And it still hurts, but he's now where he belongs. No matter what happens, he'll always be loved. Until the day I die, and I join him up above. He's up there somewhere with God, He's in his rightful place. And even though I want him back, It's a tragedy I have to face. Sometimes at night, I cry myself to sleep. But through the year of darkness, the depression I'll have to defeat. His love, is what keeps me hanging on. Love is a strong word, Because it's kept me alive this long. But there is one more thing, that I have to say. My dad's love will go on and on, and he's in my heart to stay. more by Desiree Kimbrue |
This poem is about a girl losing her dad and getting over the depression | Desiree Kimbrue | November 2007 | 38 | 55 | 499 |
80 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 80 | 2018-02-27 21:59:15 | You Live Daddy | 4.45 | I stand alone with you in my mind Your words taught me how to survive Your strength never let me down Now you're gone I won't disappoint you daddy But my tears will remain in my eyes My heart will hurt forever Sorry I never told you what you deserved You cared for me and I took you for granted You live alive in my heart Thank you for loving me from the start | A daughter lets her dad know just how she feels, after his passing to the other side. | Tessie M. Santiago | February 2006 | 9 | 21 | 170 |
1116 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 249 | 2018-02-27 22:08:33 | Echo | 4.09 | Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years. O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet, Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more. Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death: Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low As long ago, my love, how long ago. more Christina Rossetti |
Christina Rossetti lived from 1830-1894, and many of her poems had religious and melancholy tones. Both are represented in “Echo.” This poem captures the pain of losing a loved one and the longing to feel their presence in any form. | Christina Rossetti | 0 | 230 | 54 | |
1101 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1101 | 2018-02-27 22:53:37 | I'm So Alone After Mom Died | 4.45 | I'm so alone, it's so dark..... When is the sun going to shine again? The sky is dark, my world is grey.... When are the flowers going to bloom and make this hurt go away? My mommy is gone, I feel her presence... The thought of not seeing her again takes my breath away The hurt, the pain, I cannot describe.... It's like my blood quit flowing inside I wake up each morning to begin a new day.... In hopes that this hollow feeling will go away My thoughts of my Mommy bring happiness and peace.... Then the truth overcomes and I feel so incomplete I know she loves me and she is free of pain But I would love to see her again I'm so alone, it's so dark....... When is the sun going to shine again? Theola........... |
To my Mommy whom I LOVE and MISS incredibly !! She passed away after 5 weeks of being diagnosed with lung cancer...... I love you mommy!!! your a soldier girl..... | Theola | December 2007 | 8 | 7 | 168 |
1102 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1102 | 2018-02-27 22:53:42 | Goodbye Is Not Forever | 4.45 | Grandpa, if I could talk to you, there's so much I would say But I'll say it in a letter if I may. We've changed so much and we love you a bunch. We still have our ups and our downs, our smiles and our frowns, but we still manage to get around. We're happy and sad, confused and mad, and it's not the same without you, that's for sure. I know you loved me right when I was born, but now I can only mourn. The fact that you're gone is too much for me to bear anymore. I love you so much, send love, kisses and such, but I still wish you were with us here. Times are getting so rough, but I'm still trying to stay tough. I'll never truly let you go. Can you hear me up there? I want you to know I still care and love you so. You were a wonderful man, I know, and nobody wanted you to go, but there you went. You flew like a bird, and a goodbye I don't recall I heard. There's so much I wish you could see, so much I wish I could say, but for now I'll say I love you, and visit me in my dreams if that's okay. I remember being held in your arms, and you'd keep me from harm. That's the way you always were. You knew how to light up a room like nobody else could, and you'd make people laugh. You really would! This is so difficult for me to write, but I'd like to say how I feel if I might. Nowadays, there's always some sort of fight. Why couldn't you be here? Are you proud of who I've become? I pray for you. Do you pray for me? Please pray for Grandma, Mom, Dad & Luke too. My life feels like one big dirty pile, but I still try to smile because I have hope, that you might be watching down on us still. I'm scared and glad but enough I've had! I need you here with me. Grandpa won't you listen to me? Life isn't a breeze, but at least I had you here for a while. I have faint memories of you, but when the house was a zoo, you were always there to help out. So much has changed. Physically, emotionally, and with living situations too. Oh how I wish I could tell you. Friends, family, school, how do I cope with it all? I wish we could talk. I wish we could see each other again, but I do hope to see you once more. So when I am feeling low, I hope that from my heart, you will never go. But for now what I will say, is that I will see you again some way I miss you more than my heart can tell, or my face can show but again, I remind myself that from my heart, you will never go. I will see you again someday, and you are never truly far away. -Your granddaughter Grandpa, I love you so much. |
Just a poem that I wrote one night while I was thinking about memories with my grandpa. I was having a rough time and decided to write. Not the best but it's something. | Lian Weber | June 2010 | 3 | 21 | 74 |
1103 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1103 | 2018-02-27 22:53:43 | I Feel My Heart Breaking | 4.43 | I feel your arms wrapped around me so tight, I feel your body, snuggled next to mine in the middle of the night. I feel your breath on the back of my neck, I feel your sweet soft lips, kiss me with a gentle peck. I feel, NO! Wait, I cannot feel, it is all too real. I awaken in a panic, look around and you aren't really there. But I know it was real, I felt your hands run through my hair. I feel something more now, I must return to my dream, somehow. Please, oh please, still be there, I am coming back, I swear! This is the only place I can hold you, feel you, touch you. I can't find you now, why did you go? I asked you to stay, I was on my way. I must have taken too long. Where did I go wrong? I must now put my dreams aside, Wake up and realize that you really have died. I have tried so hard to hide behind, all the silent tears I have cried. I feel you are still here, I feel your presence when you are near. I feel your loving arms, holding me while I dream. A place I feel safe, without wanting to scream. I feel your lips gently touch mine, as you say good-bye. I feel my heart breaking once again, and I start to cry. As you fade further away Into the light ray, I can hear you say, "I love you, and we will meet again, someday." visit Sandee Foxten's site |
Sandee Foxten | October 2009 | 4 | 34 | 254 | |
1104 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1104 | 2018-02-27 22:53:48 | When You Got Sick | 4.42 | When you got sick, I thought it was the flu. You went to lie down, With me thinking there was nothing wrong with you. You ended up in the hospital, I knew your time was now. I wanted to help, But I didn't know how. I know now if you had chosen to stay, Your life would have been difficult from day to day. I respect your decision, Though I felt it was wrong. I had no way of knowing, Each moment was too long. At 84, you were ready to die, To see the people to whom you had once said good-bye. The sorrow I felt was indescribable, And the love in my heart was undeniable. Would you have heard me say good-bye, When all I wanted to do is cry? Would I have more peace in my heart, If I had known how soon we were going to part? Did you know that I loved you? Did you know how I felt? I'll always wonder if it really helped. |
When an elderly relative suddenly takes sick, the author is left wondering, did I do enough? | Abby M. Gamez | February 2006 | 0 | 41 | 104 |
1105 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1105 | 2018-02-27 22:53:51 | Who You'd Be | 4.42 | My days are filled with thoughts of you and of the babies you'd have by now too. I wonder if they would have your smile, your ornery laugh or charismatic style. I wonder what kind of man you'd be, would you act like your dad, or be more like me? Would the years have been kind? Would you be graying now? I wish I knew the answers somehow. We took for granted the time we had, always fighting, always mad. When you were just a baby, you see, we grew up together, just you and me. It wasn't until you became a teen, our words toward each other became so mean. Most say it's because we were exactly the same, the only thing different was our gender and name. I have so many regrets, don't you see? The tears won't stop flowing. I'm just not me. If I could change a few rough years, maybe that would stop the tears. On second thought, that can't be true, 'cause I'd still be here without you. See how my mind is just not the same? A careless friend and a wreck are to blame. I'm supposed to be at work right now, focused on this crap somehow, but as thoughts of you come wandering in, I can't help but pick up this pen. I think I write to release the pain before I totally go insane. It hurts so much to not see your face. Nothing could ever take your place. So once again, before I go, there's a few more things I want you to know. I'm sorry for the bad times and so grateful for the good. If I could trade you places, you bet I would. You're alive in my thoughts and alive in my heart. Even death can't keep us apart. So wait by the gate and watch for me, 'cause I don't know how long I'll be. Love, Mom more by Deidra Reed |
This is a poem for my son, Brandon Paul Coppock, born on 2/8/1984 and died in an auto accident on 5/31/2007 at the age of 23 at the hands of a drunk driver who happened to be his best friend of 17 years. The young man drug my son to the driver's side of the car to make it appear as though he was driving, then left him alone. The pain of his death is worse by the day, and I don't foresee that ever changing. |
Deidra Reed | January 2016 | 0 | 7 | 43 |
1106 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1106 | 2018-02-27 22:53:52 | Mom, I Need You Here | 4.41 | Mom, can you here my cry for you, can you feel the need I hold, the desperate need to talk to you. I know you had to go, for it must have been better for you there than here. I just don't know how to live without you here. My life is not the life it was when you were in it. I can't get it to be the same. I need you and miss you so. I don't know what to do or which way to go. Is there any thing I can do so I could just talk to you, To see that you're all right, I know the place you've gone is good for only good can go. I'm so afraid that I have not been as good to go and I may not be given the day I look forward to, to just be with you again. Mom!. |
A girl cries for the death of her mother. Life is lacking without her presence, and she hopes for the day when they are reunited. | Margot M. Towner | February 2006 | 4 | 37 | 216 |
1107 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1107 | 2018-02-27 22:53:56 | I'm Here For You | 4.41 | I feel your sadness Oh how can I take away your tears You are truly one incredible mother Who's been through so much in all those years My dearest dearest Lisa I don't know what to say Oh so much tragedy Has finally come your way I wish I could take some of your misery And share part of your deep wrenching pain I wish that God would somehow reject Dom in heaven And brings him back to us again I wish I can just come right over And tell you that everything is alright I wish I can just do something, anything Or just to hold you tight I know you just want to be alone right now To try and make sense of what's going on To try and answer the many 'why' questions And how to ever move on I wish you will eventually find some comfort In knowing that you did your best But there was nothing that anyone could've done for our little angel And now he lays to rest I'm sure he knows how much he was loved by you He had the best Mummy in the whole wide world Who would trade her life for him if she could If only that was possible I know that no one can take away your suffering Or even really feel your pain But I want you to know that I'm here for you Waiting for you to get back on your feet again |
My best friend's son just recently passed away, he was only seven years old. We are heartbroken. I wish I could do something to take away her pain, she has not been in contact with anyone, including me. So I'm reaching out to her via poems, I hope it helps her as well as myself. I'm also a Mom and would not know what I would if I was in her shoes. | Meljo | October 2009 | 0 | 32 | 83 |
1108 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1108 | 2018-02-27 22:54:01 | Missing You | 4.39 | I sit and think of you then I start to cry. I miss you so much why did you half to die? The only thing that I can hear is a deep scream inside my ear. My head is pounding so much now a days. Why did he take you away? The biggest thing that I can say is I'm missing you everyday. I'm sitting looking at the starry sky and just keep asking God why? The night is dark and the fire sparks. but through all that's happened I'm able to say "why didn't you stay everyday?" |
I think I'm just still mad at God for taking my papa away and just can't seem to find the forgiveness | Daljia Cummings | February 2010 | 1 | 32 | 67 |
1109 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1109 | 2018-02-27 22:54:03 | For Mom | 4.33 | An innocent face, a victim's child Once a father, now just a memory mild He left his mark here in hearts Now some scarred for life, Others have just fallen apart How to live on when a loved one is gone A father, a brother, a husband, a son The fear and terror in a mothers eyes To see her only son taken from life Now she lives on with unbearable pain Not even sunshine can stop this rain A dark cloud holds its place over her head In her heart he's alive, but in life she knows he's dead She sees his shadow on the living room wall In the morning when she goes for coffee she hears his call When she sees her son she sees a boy of 2 and no more She holds his child in her arms and remembers his touch from times of yore These emotions aren't only from experience it's also from the heart This is also what I have seen as I watch my mother fall apart |
The loss of a loved one leaves a dark cloud that the sunshine cannot drive away. | Christy M. Walker | February 2006 | 0 | 5 | 36 |
1110 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1110 | 2018-02-27 22:54:06 | Merry Christmas To My Sisters | 4.33 | I am with you every day though you cannot see. I wonder do you notice me? I am... The warmth of the sun upon your face, The gentle breeze that ruffles your hair, The soft flit of a dragonfly's wings, The gentle beauty of a butterfly in flight, The softness of flower petals kissed by morning dew, The song of the birds in the trees, The lazy flight of a bumblebee, The soft mist of an April shower, The beauty of a rainbow at the end of a storm, The soothing sound of water in a brook, The glitter of moonlight on new fallen snow, The beauty of the sunrise on the mountains, The warmth you feel as you watch puppies play, The love of your children to make you day, A am the soft kiss of a gentle breeze upon your cheek. I send you these things so that I can be... With you every day - though you cannot see. ~ Believe ~ ~ Kellie ~ |
My youngest daughter Kellie, died in a car accident on January 20, 2009 at the age of 38. As Christmas that year approached, her two sisters were struggling with the loss of their youngest sister. I'd been having great difficulty sleeping and would wake with bits and pieces of this poem in my head. I finally sat down and wrote it out Finally I felt at peace. I believe this was sent home to two grieving sisters from the one who journeyed on. I've titled it 'Merry Christmas to my sisters'. |
Sherril Scott | March 2012 | 0 | 23 | 60 |
1111 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1111 | 2018-02-27 22:54:10 | My Sorrow | 4.30 | Life is dead without you. Feel an empty hole inside. Can't be me with you not near. With a frown I cry. Tears run down my face. Needles go through my heart. Felt a pain rushing in the day you went away. Want to run away, and hide. Leave this all behind. Know that words won't bring you back. Still I have to try. Can't breath Can't see Can't live my life Can't bare the feeling I have inside. Want to yell, and let it all out. Instead I keep it all inside. Hoping I won't start to cry when I see you in my mind. Felt a numbness coming in when I heard that you were gone. Can't stop the constant think of you One day we'll meet again. We'll leave the world behind. Until we meet another time my life is nothing, but in sorrow. |
I wrote this poem when my grandma passed way. I never really got to tell her goodbye, so I hope you like this poem it means a lot to me. RIP grandma I miss you! | Karina Herrera | November 2010 | 1 | 44 | 140 |
1112 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1112 | 2018-02-27 22:54:12 | Where's Hope? | 4.29 | On this first day without you. our hearts fly at half-mast, for our hero is gone. Our hero is gone. The world cheapens with your loss, colors fade and purpose gone. With empty swallows in choked throats, we claw for smoke and shadow. Beside the frail remains, we tense, we fear, we are empty. With Earth's fresh dawn, we echo your name, crippled in spirit and never the same. | I felt like sharing this because it is important to me. | John Halberg | November 2016 | 0 | 10 | 14 |
1113 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1113 | 2018-02-27 22:54:16 | Ode To Matthew | 4.27 | Matthew... Have I not seen you a thousand-thousand times? Among every movie, picture, and greeting card, have I not stared into your eyes? Did I not spend every waking hour and every sleepless night mentally creating that which I should deem more than perfect? Now, seeing your tiny fingers and little toes, your turned up nose and pouty mouth...will I not cherish such a vision? Are you not the object dreams are made of? Surely finite spaces shall never hold thee...certainly every dream, of every child, is merely a smattering of what you were to be... Shall my heart ever stop breaking knowing that you will never be completely mine... And yet...had I never seen you...how much more empty my life shall have been...xo grandpa |
Matthew was born July 12,2008..a beautiful 10 baby boy... he passed on July 28...with us for only 16 days...my heart will never heal.... | Joe Chow | April 2009 | 2 | 3 | 79 |
1114 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1114 | 2018-02-27 22:54:17 | A Poem For My Dad | 4.22 | It's been three years since you left us, and I still miss you so I wish I could have held you tight, so you didn't have to go But that would have been so selfish, as you were in such pain But I know that when my time comes I will see you once again We never spoke of how we felt, but I hope you always knew How proud I was to call you dad, and how much I loved you They tell me whilst I still walk the earth, you will still be here I remind people so much of you, and they're words I love to hear If I could have just one more day with you to tell you All the things I never did, and for now I cannot do So till we meet again, dear Dad, I'll keep you in my heart And when we meet up once again we will never have to part |
I wrote this poem on the anniversary of my father's death. He died of cancer and nursing him was hard; watching someone you love in pain is always hard. | Maureen Haf | June 2014 | 0 | 15 | 49 |
1115 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1115 | 2018-02-27 22:54:21 | A Search This Christmas | 4.18 | Christmas looms near. People pass by, singing and smiling, and giving good cheer. I look at their faces, and strain to find a clue or a hint of some pain close to mine. I see bright, shiny eyes that seemingly smile, and a nod of greetings while they're all passing by. I continue to watch, amazed at their will to go on with lives while mine's lying still. Shops all amassed with holiday mirth, celebrating our one true Christ Savior's birth, but there are those of us looking, no matter how mild, for another soul getting through Christmas without their sweet child. |
Wondering if I can find another soul going through Christmas alone. | Leslie C. Boren | December 2015 | 0 | 109 | 108 |
1117 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1117 | 2018-02-27 22:54:23 | The Death That Went Uncertain | 4.05 | You were here one moment And then you were gone I had no idea what was going on I didn't know why Everyone just stopped to cry I couldn't think of what to say When mom was in tears I didn't understand I thought everything lived forever Until that one day We drove late at night To your house I went in expecting to see you You were not there It was just Trudy She was in tears She said she heard your voice in her ears I looked In every nook In every corner In every crack And then I realized you were not coming back I wanted to cry I really did But no tear came to my eye At night I would dream we were together We were fishing It was a miracle because you were well It felt so real Like it was really happening That's when I knew I would always be with you Your spirit would look over us You would keep us well And everyone can tell We love you very much And hope to one day join you as well |
This poem describes the experience of losing a loved one. It is always a shock, even if you're expecting it. One minute the person's there and the next they're gone. This poem describes a child's first experience with death who thought that everything lives forever. | Andrea M. Warbrouck | February 2006 | 0 | 7 | 44 |
1118 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1118 | 2018-02-27 22:54:27 | A Final Goodbye | 4.04 | It's hard for me to accept that your gone I', trying not to think about it all wrong I know that your gone to a better place But sometimes I just want to see your face Knowing that your never coming back Makin the whole idea of missing you seem so wack I really can't explain what I'm trying to say And why I'm thinking of you everyday Why won't these feelings just go away You were more than my grandma, u were a friend Someone who I thought would be there 'til the end Just know that you can never be replaced And I'm glad you won the race But like the song says It's so hard to say goodbye I just really wish you didn't die |
Reflection on the death of a grandmother | Montera Y. Welch | February 2006 | 1 | 26 | 98 |
1119 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1119 | 2018-02-27 22:54:33 | Invisible Daughter | 4.04 | TO my Father Invisible daughter You keep by your side The others don't see her Behind you she hides Your words speak for her She has nothing to say Wishes the others Would just go away Invisible daughter Has your hazel eyes Takes after her father Looks do not lie Your blood runs through her They call your blood bad Her features disgust them This makes her feel sad Your words speak for her She has nothing to say Wishes the others Would just go away more by REENA SHARMA |
A daughter feels shame that her father is not proud of her. | REENA SHARMA | February 2006 | 0 | 1 | 26 |
1120 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1120 | 2018-02-27 22:54:38 | Why | 4.02 | Why do all the people I care for have to die. Why do I have to sit here and pretend I'm happy when there's so much pain inside. Why do I have to see you go so far and never knowing you wouldn't come back. Why do I have to be the one to lose everyone I love. Why do I have to see everyone I care for leave me here to die, when I stayed by their side. It seems in this world I'm all alone, and my self calling hell my home. |
I am left alone and all the people I love are dead. | Crystal | April 2008 | 1 | 9 | 56 |
1121 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1121 | 2018-02-27 22:54:42 | Heaven | 4.00 | As I lie within my green, dew-filled haven, I gaze upon my picturesque surroundings; The foamy, aquatic clouds playing peek-a-boo between the rocks, spying upon the dancing tides slowly creeping up the beach. The sun, illuminating all of this with an angelic, red orange glow, lain so carefully upon the ripples of this infinite clear-blue blanket. I watch, invisible to the world, as a small child dances along with the tides, almost as if she were part of them. Her brother buried in the sand, looks like a decoration, having nothing but his head above ground. I hear something odd. It is faint but getting louder and more audible; it's a boy. He's singing, no humming, but his hum, it's so soft, and beautiful. Then, it stops. I'm alert now, and I realize there's something- no, someone behind me. I turn around quickly and stand up just as fast. It's the boy; the boy who was humming. His short, brown hair is swaying in the wind, his blue eyes sparkling as bright as the water behind me. His face is unfamiliar, but that smile is unforgettable. It's daddy, as a boy. He steps closer and holds out his hand, inviting me. Once more, I look back towards the world I used to love, and then turned back around to the world that was being offered to me. I smiled as I took his hand, and we ran and sang. We ran to the world he had arrived in a long time ago; where he had promised to take me to once I was done on earth. We ran to the world called heaven, and forever we will stay. |
a few years ago, the man whom I'd called my father died. then, I was sad and didn't understand. but then, I realized why god took him away. he gave me something to look forward to when I get to heaven. now, I smile at his memory, because I know I'll see him again soon. | Hannah Staggers | July 2008 | 0 | 6 | 44 |
1122 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1122 | 2018-02-27 22:54:44 | Remember Me | 3.97 | Oh Lord please, don't do this to me. Oh Lord please, I'm begging you to not do this, I can't take this any more. I saw him in the casket today, and I didn't know him. It was a shell of him, not the real him. He is my cousin. I wished we could of grown up together. But you took him. Why can't I be with him? When is it my time so I can see him again. Please answer me Oh Lord. Please. I'm lost again. Love Me! |
A girl writes about the intense anguish that she experiences upon the death of a cousin. She prays to feel God in her life. | Amanda M. Higgginbotham | February 2006 | 0 | 4 | 37 |
1123 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1123 | 2018-02-27 22:54:50 | Something Must Be Wrong With Me | 3.97 | Something must be wrong with me with all this hurt inside, always bursting out with anger and never any pride. Something must be wrong with me if all I do is cry, I can't stop the pain all I want to do is hide. Something must be wrong with me if my emotions run wild, all this confusion does is make me feel like a lost child. Something must be wrong with me with all these terrible things, always here and never gone depression is what it brings. Something must be wrong with me if I can't stop these thoughts, all this pain does is turn my stomach into knots Something must be wrong with me when I think there's only one way out Let This Pain End is all my heart will shout. |
This poem was written because I was upset at myself and the world I had just lost four family members in the last three months so I guess this I what I got. | Cassandra larkins | February 2008 | 0 | 15 | 31 |
1124 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1124 | 2018-02-27 22:54:52 | Two Years | 3.88 | Two years I've been lost, Two years I've needed you, And two years I couldn't hold you in my arms. I've found solace in your memory, Your family and your friends, The memories we shared and the times so long ago lost. They say time heals all wounds, But it never seems to go away. Some days I am at peace. Some days I remember you with smiles And tears of joy. Some days I remember you with self-pity, Days that feel like eternities That I cannot laugh with you, Talk to you, Cry to you. It has been so long, I don't want to hurt our friends with my own sadness, But it still feels like it was yesterday that your number lit up my phone every Friday night. It still feels like yesterday that I had a person in this world whom I could call my best friend. It still feels like yesterday that my heart was broken beyond repair. I've never felt pain like this. I've never grieved like this. Your death just still doesn't feel real. I promise I'm trying to move on. I promise I just want to make you proud of the woman I am trying to become, But sometimes it feels like the harder I try, The harder it becomes. There will never come a day that I don't miss you. There will never come a day I don't beg God for one more day, For one more hug. The only thing that keeps me afloat Is the belief that you are still here, That your soul lives on And that I will see you again one day. Words can't describe the life you brought into my life Or the loss I feel now. You will always be the best friend I have ever had, And I will always thank God for the years I was lucky enough to have you. I love you forever and a day. And for as long as I live, Your memory will survive. more by Devon Bischoff |
My senior year of high school my best friend was taken too soon; all these years later it still feels like knives in my chest when his name is spoken. It's nearly impossible to get him off of my mind. Music and poetry have been the only comforts I've found. | Devon Bischoff | March 2016 | 0 | 8 | 24 |
1125 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1125 | 2018-02-27 22:54:54 | My Heart Still Breaking | 3.87 | I am writing this for you as you have left an aching heart, a heart so wounded that it will take time to spark, I often think of you Koko and reflect on what was going though your mind, it must have been so hard to believe that your sickness was only a matter of time.. Every day upcoming to your death was like an adrenalin rush going through my veins, a feeling that I do not want to feel again, looking into your eyes and not seeing a happy you, broke my heart not in one but into two, you remained the strong man I always knew, and the comforting feeling was just sitting by you, not saying a word, only seeing the day through. things became difficult and harder for us, we were soon to be losing a great man to us, As you lay there sleeping with no distance between holding on to you so dearly, started off with ten breaths then down to three. Your soul was released up into the air as your family surrounded your body with no breath of air, sounds of teardrops hitting the floor and the hurt that we all felt when god opened his door. it is sadness to the heart that beats to see you, but more open minded to know your struggle to fight was over. I miss you more than you will ever know you are my Koko, goodbye, see you later, and may you rest in peace. |
I lost my Koko last year and it is not long till his unveiling, I wrote this poem in honor of him and I will read it out on the day... | Tyree | August 2010 | 0 | 8 | 31 |
1126 | 13 | 2018-02-27 21:21:09 | Grief Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1126 | 2018-02-27 22:54:55 | What Happened? | 3.76 | What Happened? You said you would never leave, But then away you went. Only to come back again, I wish I knew what you meant, When you said it was for good. I wish I only knew that forever meant whenever, And soon you would be gone again, Are you going to come back again, ever? You know where I am today? I am sitting at our old house. The one you used to live in with me, And my sister, your daughter, my mother, your spouse. Maybe you will never know the heartache you caused Because you will never know me You will never be my dad again. Do you even remember how to be? Well pops, I guess this is goodbye. I won't talk to you again, I won't see your face or the back of your head fading farther away. Never ever, not now, not even then. |
unfortunately children have to deal with parents who abandon them. As this poet says "I wish I only knew that forever meant whenever" | Brooke OHaire | May 2008 | 0 | 9 | 49 |
81 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 81 | 2018-02-27 21:59:17 | Missing Mama | 4.62 | I awake each morning to start a new day But the pain of losing you never goes away. I go about the things I have to do And as the hours pass I think again of you. I want to call you and just hear your voice Then I remember that I have no choice For you are not there and now my heart cries Just to see you again to tell you goodbye To say Mama I love you and I always will And hope that much of you, in me you've instilled. The day that you left I just didn't know That you were going where I couldn't go. And now all my memories of you are so dear But gosh, how I miss you and wish you were here. Who now can hear me when I need to cry? It so hard to tell you "Mama goodbye." Someday I know all will be well And I'll see you again with stories to tell Of how you were missed and how we have grown And how good it is to finally be home. Until then my memories of you I'll keep near And I'll pass them on to those who are dear. I miss you Mama, Claudia more by Claudia Lee |
I was blessed to have my beautiful mother for 58 years of my life. She was diagnosed with lung cancer February 14, 2008 and went to be with Jesus September 26, 2008. She was the kind of mother who lived for her children, grandchildren & whoever needed her. She was loved and is missed dearly by everyone who knew her. | Claudia Lee | November 2008 | 90 | 932 | 1873 |
82 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 82 | 2018-02-27 21:59:20 | One More Day | 4.62 | I wish for nothing more Than just one more day, For I would give it all, Just to hear her say. It's funny how In life it seems You take for granted The most important things. To feel her close, And be safe again, Safe from my own self, Back with my best friend. Yes, she was the best, And at other times the only, My Friend, you left me here, And now my heart is lonely. If you could just come back, If only for one day, I'd make sure that I'd listen To all you had to say. And now that it's too late, You cannot speak anymore. I finally realized, I should have heard you before. And if I could do it over, I'd only change one thing, I'd tell you that I love you, And how much joy to me you bring. No one will ever know Quite how I feel inside, And on that day you left, You weren't the only one who died. You have always been there, Mom, And you loved me 'til the end, So with all my heart and soul, I love you too, My Friend. more by Mistique M. Hart |
My mom was my best friend, and at times, my only friend. She passed away about 2 and a half years ago, and I miss her more each and every day. | Mistique M. Hart | April 2015 | 35 | 2312 | 2027 |
83 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 83 | 2018-02-27 21:59:23 | I'm Here | 4.61 | Sleep now, my angel, and rest your eyes. Mommy must say her last goodbyes. Please don't be sad, and please don't cry. Mommy will give you the wings to fly. If you don't want to say goodbye, Mommy will watch you and stand by your side. Life is not fair, but please understand Mommy's not far, I'm holding your hand. I'll kiss you goodnight, chase monsters away, Warm up your heart on a cold winter day, Be the sun on your skin, the wind in your hair. I'm never too far, I'm standing right there. My time spent with you will long be a treasure Of infinite leagues no ruler could measure. Mommy must go, it's time to fly. Take a deep breath and let out a sigh. Live out your life and bid me farewell. Find in your heart the strength to excel. Your future is bright, you'll go far, my dear. Don't get too sad, don't worry. I'm here. more by James P. Graham |
I'm 17 years old, and my mom passed away last year on Mother's Day. I wrote a poem about her that I read to my 3-year-old little sister. I just want her to know how amazing her mom was. | James P. Graham | January 2016 | 10 | 835 | 768 |
84 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 84 | 2018-02-27 21:59:28 | You Mattered To Me | 4.59 | You lived your life thinking that no one cared You thought you were all alone, your heart feeling tattered I am here to tell you that you were wrong 'Cause you see - Mom - to me you mattered I loved you when you were angry and mean I loved you when you were kind as could be I loved you not just because I had to I loved you because you mattered to me It hurts to know that now you're gone And never will your face again I see I hurt not because I am supposed to I hurt because you mattered to me I have to live on each day without you It doesn't get easier as it is supposed to be I feel the loss of you to my very soul Because you see - Mom - you mattered to me Your touch, your smile, your funny wit The times it was just you and me I will miss you, Mom, with all my heart 'Cause you still matter to me... more by Ruth Morris |
Here is another poem I wrote in an attempt to try to make myself feel better after losing my mother in June of 2009. I can't seem to get the words out that I have in my heart. | Ruth Morris | September 2015 | 18 | 802 | 586 |
85 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 85 | 2018-02-27 21:59:34 | No Goodbyes | 4.58 | Oh Father, can you hear me? I'm sending a prayer your way, I'm clutching hard to my faith, as mom taught me, As she draws closer to you each day. I talk to her in whispers, And I hope she hears me pray, I hope you send an angel To guide her towards your way. I continue to tell her I love her And thank her for all the sacrifices she has made And for the unconditional love, No matter what kind of behavior I displayed. Mom, can you hear me? I have so much more to say. I will continue on with your legacy. I hope I can be as strong as you one day. You taught me the importance of family. I have learned from the very best. Don't you worry yourself now, Mom, You keep yourself at rest. I'm sorry if I'm selfish. I'm not ready to let go of your hand. I'm trying to remember the message From "Footprints In The Sand." Dear Mom, can you please wake up? I have not heard your voice today. I promise I would sit and listen To everything you want to say. I know you are getting weary. You are ready to go home. I imagine you are dreaming of your Savior Sitting upon his throne. I hope you take my love with you, As tears fall on your cheek. Dear God, please carry me through this, I'm feeling very weak. Dear Mom, I'm very thankful For all the years we've had. I'm trying to remember you laughing So I will not stay so very sad. Through the rest of my life I will carry All your love with me. I promise I will be the best mom, grandmother and person That I can possibly be. God must think your time is almost done here. I feel you going away, I love you, Mom. No goodbyes. I will see you again one day. . more by Annette R. Hershey |
My mother was the strongest woman I knew. At 87 years old, she suffered a major stroke. Her left side of her brain bled. One day later, a massive heart attack. Two months later, another major stroke, but her memory was not affected. She was able to communicate and survived almost another 11 months. She and my dad were married 68 years. My dad and my sisters and brother sat bedside until she died. I held my mom's hand while she took her last breath. I wrote this at her bedside and read it to her. |
Annette R. Hershey | November 2016 | 16 | 530 | 294 |
86 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 86 | 2018-02-27 21:59:37 | My Mother, My Angel | 4.56 | Once upon a time an angel held my hand. She wiped away my tears and helped me understand. Our time on earth is brief; there are lessons to be learned, Each precious day God gives us, another page is turned. Every chapter full of memories, times of joy and tears, Triumphs and defeats, through every passing year. She loved us unconditionally, always by our side. When no one else would listen, in her we could confide. With gentle words of wisdom she led us on our way, Down the paths of righteousness if ever we did stray. She saw the light in everyone and gave with no regrets, Always from her heart, let's not forget. Angels come in many forms; for me it was my mother. With love I cannot say in words there'll never be another. Every day I turn the page, in my heart will ever remain Everything she taught me as I stroll down memory lane. Thank you, God, for giving me the most priceless of all treasures. Help my, Lord, to keep alive her memory here forever. I pray that I can someday be everything she hoped I would, That she's smiling down from heaven knowing she did good. As we gather here today, there's no ending to her story. Another chapter has begun, full of grace and glory. God's called her to his heavenly home, part of his great plan. Although it may be hard, we all must understand. Faith is what is hoped for, things we cannot see. Heaven is promised to all of us if only we believe. In memory of Shirley A Fowler more by Kathy J Parenteau |
I lost my mother to cancer on 9/2/2012. I wrote this in her honor. She wasn't just a mom to me' she was my best friend. My heart breaks for anyone who loses their mom. May you, too, find comfort in these words. God bless. | Kathy J Parenteau | September 2012 | 55 | 2737 | 2677 |
87 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 87 | 2018-02-27 21:59:39 | My Mother | 4.55 | Look up to the sky Now tell me what you see A cloud, the moon, possibly the sun Many answers there will be When I look up to the sky I'll tell you what I see I see my mother And she's looking back at me She tells me she didn't want to leave us But it was time for her to depart It was the hardest thing she had to do And it's breaking her heart She tells me we mustn't be sad Because finally she's pain free She's found her place in heaven Underneath a blossom tree She'll always be there to guide us When we feel we've lost the way She'll always be there to comfort us And wipe those tears away She'll always be there to share our joy And laugh at the jokes we make In order to feel her presence Only a little imagination it'll take She may be in the form of a butterfly Or simply a floating feather Or hovering over like a busy bee Or simply part of the weather You've all come here to say your farewell But for me it's not goodbye If I want to see her, all I have to do Is look up to the sky Sweet dreams, Mam |
I needed something to help me cope with the loss of my mother, so I came up with this poem. She was my best friend and my right arm. She was always there for me and my two brothers. Her general health was poor, but she rarely complained. In 2006 she was diagnosed with a rare form of Alzheimer's known as Posterior Cortical Atrophy, and I had to watch her deteriorate from a vibrant person to being bed bound with the loss of most bodily functions and in a world of her own. |
Carol Bodenham | October 2015 | 6 | 1018 | 683 |
88 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 88 | 2018-02-27 21:59:43 | Although You're Gone | 4.53 | Although you're gone, I'm not alone, And never shall I be, For the precious memories of the bond we shared Will never depart from me. Our love surpassed the ups and downs And helped us along the way, And that same love will give me strength To manage this loss each day. On my mind and in my heart, Mom, you shall forever be, For just as much as I am a part of you, You are a part of me! |
Where love has dwelt there could never be a total loss. | Shannon Walker | August 2015 | 4 | 1958 | 940 |
89 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 89 | 2018-02-27 21:59:47 | Your Mother, Your Angel | 4.51 | You look back on memories you forgot you had, And at times you'll smile even though it hurts so bad. Your mother is a special woman and no one can take her place, You'll find a piece of mind when you remember he smiling face. Your mother is an angel now she flies high above the rest, and in your hearts always and forever she will be the best. She has earned her wings and it's time for her to fly, I know it hurts no one is ever ready to say good-bye. She knows you do not understand and that you cry at night, But as you finally drift of to sleep let her memory hold you tight. She will be your guardian angel through the rest of your life, Helping lead you on the path between what' wrong and right. your mother loves you so very much and her love will always remain true, Please don't ever think for a second that your mother will forget you. A mothers love is like no other in the whole world, d she has the most wonderful memories of a little boy and girl. She has taken them with her as she's flown away, Up to Heaven free of pain which is her new home to stay. So although you can not see her and you wish she could be there, Your mother can always hear you and your mother will always care. A mother does not forget the two greatest loves of her life, And she loved nothing more than being your mommy, and your daddy's wife. She is so proud of her family and that's in her heart to stay, Even though she's and angel and has had to fly away. So as you cry your tears remember your mothers love, Being sent to you from her, from the beautiful Heaven above. She will be there through your good times, she will be there through your bad, She'll be there when you are happy, she'll be there when your sad. Your mother has become and angel now, it is her time to fly, And you will never know how bad it hurt me to watch you have to say good-bye. more by Natasha Jordan |
My sister in law passed away 1-21-09 from cancer. She has two young children ages 9 and 11. I had to tell them that their mother was going to pass. They flooded me with questions, and said "I know she will forget us". So I wrote this for them, to let them know she will always love them no matter how far away she is. | Natasha Jordan | February 2009 | 18 | 440 | 1058 |
90 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 90 | 2018-02-27 21:59:51 | My Mom's Shoes | 4.51 | Dear Mama, walking and thinking of my childhood days, waves of memories crashing in, as I start replay. You're in every scene, appearing with the morning light. I can talk to you, even though you're far from my sight. I wish I could stop these tears escaping from my eyes. I am grown; it's the heart of a little girl that cries. Fragments of memories, they seem to spin round and round as my heart travels through familiar stomping ground. Dear Mama, falling leaves of memories scatter my path. Start of a new season, running from the grief and wrath. I hear echoes of footsteps; I'll never be alone. Your path will be ably tended, never overgrown. I found your paved path; it's clear, as far as I can see. Each step a bit easier; you left your shoes for me. more by Annette R. Hershey |
After your mom dies, you can experience a multitude of emotions. Allow yourself to remember, review your memories, and search for meaning. You may discover something new about your mom. Embrace the new journey as you learn to walk again with the path your mom left for you. | Annette R. Hershey | September 25, 2017 | 0 | 201 | 51 |
1137 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1137 | 2018-02-27 22:55:00 | Mother Last Day | 4.50 | I held her hand as she silently whispered her goodbye A last breath as I watched her die Her skin swollen-battered and bruised By all the things that they felt they needed to use I stroked her hair and wiped her eyes Wanting so much for them to open and see That I was alone there in the world Alone with the agony growing inside of me I watched those around me shed their tears And utter their words of sorrow How could they know that I was dying inside? I couldn't and you wouldn't - face tomorrow One last time I kissed your face And held your hand to touch my cheek I wanted to carry you away from there My fragile mother who was just too weak I heard the people all around me The silence of the machines now so loud And I walked away - my heart now broken And tried to face the waiting crowd more by Ruth Morris |
My mother passed away June 6, 2009 after complications during surgery. She was my best friend and I have had such a hard time mourning the loss of her. I find myself wanting to write more and more. I have now written about a dozen poems to her about her. I miss you Mom. | Ruth Morris | June 2012 | 17 | 215 | 1071 |
1138 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1138 | 2018-02-27 22:55:02 | Last Fight | 4.50 | A face that is always on my mind, A smile I have seen a million times. Two eyes that would light up the sky at night, One last battle you could not fight. The day was long, then night, then morn. I knew that soon you would be gone. I clasped your hand so warm in mine. Soon we would be out of time. To stay with us you fought so hard. A million pieces went my heart. Now a photo I look at to see your smile, I keep your number on my speed dial, A video I watch to hear your voice, This I do.... I have no choice. But great memories I will always keep with me. Your love in my heart for eternity. I never got to say goodbye, To understand why, I can but try, Waiting in heaven from this moment on, 'Till God asks you to bring me home.... I love you, Mum xxx |
I lost my mum over 3 months ago. She went into hospital with a pain. Doctors still don't know what killed her. We refused a post mortem as it wouldn't bring her back. My mum ended up in intensive care following being put on life support, sedation and a paralysis drug. She went into chronic respiratory disorder then multi organ failure. I never got to say goodbye or tell her how much I loved her. |
Lorna Ferguson | March 2011 | 75 | 479 | 1860 |
1139 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1139 | 2018-02-27 22:55:06 | The Unhealing Wound | 4.49 | There is this wound; it hurts so bad. It always appears when I am sad. No matter what I do, it won't go away. It's in my heart where it will always stay. It appeared the day you left this world and I was no longer your little girl. Forced to grow up with you not there, to make things easy that I couldn't bear. I search for you every day if I'm sick, sad, or just have something to say. I'm jealous of some girls, girls who still have their mothers. I tell them to appreciate what they have, because after they are gone, there simply is no other. I have this pain that won't go away. It makes me mad that you couldn't stay. No matter how many years go by, there's still one time of day that I do cry. I miss you dearly, and this is true, my wound will not heal until I'm with you. |
This poem is dedicated to my mother who I lost a few years ago. The pain never goes away. | Leah | June 2008 | 10 | 195 | 648 |
1140 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1140 | 2018-02-27 22:55:12 | A Daughter's Promise | 4.48 | Every time I smile, Every time I sigh, I think of your face, And a tear escapes my eye. You were my world, My inspiration and my heart, But when you left me, I thought I would fall apart. You were my best friend, My one true confidant, And that's not all you were. You were also my mom. I didn't want to live without you, But you would have wanted me to, And if there's anyone I want to make happy, That anyone is you. I would have given anything to have you back, But I know now that it was meant to be, For you are still watching from up there, And I know you're watching me. I'll make you proud, Mom. I'm going to fulfill your wish. You're going to see me and smile. That's a daughter's promise. |
After her mother's death, a daughter promises to go on living life to her best because she knows that's what her mom would want. | Allie B. Quaglieri | February 2006 | 94 | 1536 | 4387 |
1141 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1141 | 2018-02-27 22:55:13 | Remembering My Mother | 4.47 | My Mother seems so far away from me, On that beautiful white shore across the sea. Yet I remember love's soft glow upon her face, And the feel of her touch and tender embrace. When I am weary from the burdens I've borne, And the path is unclear and I feel so forlorn, I remember her loving support was always near, And her advice made the path ahead seem clear. When I feel there is no one who seems to care, Or when the heartache seems too hard to bear, I remember how she always stood by my side, And would tenderly wipe away the tears I cried. When there are moments of great joy and pride, And I wish my Mother was standing at my side, I remember she saw more than I thought I could be, And know I owe my triumphs to her belief in me. When I reminisce about the things she used to say, And I miss her and think she is so far away, I remember what she gave lives on through me, And one day I'll see her on the shore across the sea. more by Belinda Stotler |
My Mother had been ill with a serious lung disease (COPD) due to many years of smoking. I tried many times to get her to stop smoking over my life with her, but she could not stop. It took a toll on her heart and she died from a heart attack on 12/10/2006, which is my younger sister's birthday. I wrote this poem in dedication to her. | Belinda Stotler | January 2009 | 64 | 64 | 1183 |
1142 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1142 | 2018-02-27 22:55:16 | Dear Mom I Miss You | 4.45 | Mom, The day you died I kissed your face four times After you died I held you close to me I knew it would be the last time I held you for the rest of my life You were so sick, in so much pain That is no life I know you were afraid to die I hope you have found comfort Do you remember how I held your hand and lay my head on your shoulder Even at that moment I couldn't imagine life without you People talk about broken hearts in songs or movies Until that moment I had never known a true broken heart Over and over I thought "How can I live without you?" I watched you live, I watch you die Every day I look up at the sky I know you're waiting for me I miss you |
I sat with my mom in the last days of her life. I told her every thing would be ok. She went through the stages of death very slowly. She was 52 years old-I miss her. | Jenifer Felice | April 2011 | 151 | 1022 | 3646 |
1143 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1143 | 2018-02-27 22:55:22 | Thank You Mother | 4.44 | Thank you mother- for all that you have done, You took great care, of your daughters and sons. You loved us all from the very start, with your warm, kind, and loving heart. Thank you mother, for being strong, While trying to teach us right from wrong. If anytime, we had a problem, you were there to help us solve them. You'd lift us up, when we were feeling blue, Thank you mother, for we could always count on you. You were such- an awesome mother, The love you showed was like no other. Thank you mother- for your dear, sweet love, Now you'll watch over us from heaven above. |
Thanks Mother for doing so well what mothers can do. | Nicole J. Heath | February 2006 | 3 | 494 | 871 |
1144 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1144 | 2018-02-27 22:55:26 | I Wasn't Ready To Let You Go | 4.44 | I wasn't ready to let you go. Even though I'm told that it was your time. I can't get that through my mind. I wasn't ready to let you go. It wasn't meant to be that way. why did we go out that dreadful day. It wasn't meant to be that way. The scene of the crash plays time and time again through my brain, as I cry in agony over the pain. I reach out and take you by the hand and ask Mom are you okay? You answer I don't think so and slip away. No I scream, this can not be. this can not be happening I cry, I beg you to stay. This can not be happening this way. A careless driver in a hurry. You beat the cancer, got through the worst of the chemo, looking forward to the future, without a worry. A careless driver in a hurry. Suddenly in a flash, the sound of metal scraping, glass breaking. It took a few seconds for your life to end. It took a few seconds for a life time of pain and sorrow to begin. Momma, will the tears ever dry? I ask this as I wipe my eyes. I'm told in time. But I don't think so. I wasn't ready to let you go.. |
I wrote this poem in honor of my beautiful mother who died in a auto accident on November 15th, 2007. I was driving. although the accident was not my fault, I feel guilt because I am alive and my beautiful mother died. she was my best friend. and I miss her more than words could ever tell. | Dollie Wilson | December 2007 | 18 | 36 | 874 |
1145 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1145 | 2018-02-27 22:55:31 | Sleep Mommy | 4.43 | Sweet smile on your face as you sleep the pain away, Resting in God's arms now, although in the ground your body lay. He needed another angel in the Heavenly choir and that's why you had to go. As you promised, you are still with us watching your children here below. I never would have imagined the end would be like this, me comforting you. Holding your hand, telling you not to worry was not an easy thing for me to do. And even in your weakest hour you tried to comfort me too, Caressing my face, and calming my soul as only a mother can soothe. You have always been there through the thick and the thin No matter what I've done, unconditionally your love never wavering. When I told you of the mistakes I made and all the times people saw me fall You simply nodded and gently replied 'so have we all'. The key to success is learning from the past Ensuring a brighter future is now the present task. A pillar of strength even until the end Fighting all life's battles, knowing it triumphantly you would win Pushing me to be the best that you know I can be Reminding me to keep the faith and allow God to lead me. Knowing it's through Christ that I can do all things And as He never makes a mistake I will come through victoriously. I miss you more than these words could ever say The pain in my heart is from one unimaginable day After I cried all that I could; my eyes still shed countless more tears And when I try to sleep, I have nightmares of ten-thousand fears I walk in footsteps on an unsure path My load feels so heavy I am not sure I will last. Silly though I may be, I am afraid of life now that you're gone Because I've always had a mother. And Mommy, what about my sister and baby brother. I wish you could have stayed just a little while longer, there's so much left to do I wonder if I prayed hard enough and if so, did they get through. Finding relief in knowing I will see you again someday soon Remembering all you taught me as my soul I continue to groom I will walk in footsteps you have walked before me Seeing the path you walked lead you, Mommy, straight into victory. So as you sleep Mommy, in the cradle of the Lord, I am reassured of God's promises in His Holy Word. I dream of the day when Heaven's gates open to receive me And with your smiling face and loving eyes, reunited once again I will be. |
The death of a mother is the hardest to bear for she is the one who is there for us the most. In her life she has shown her daughter a path to follow and now she is resting in the God's embrace. Her daughter looks forward to the day they will be reunited. | Kimberli A. Hardiman | February 2006 | 71 | 412 | 2771 |
1146 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1146 | 2018-02-27 22:55:32 | A Dream So Real | 4.43 | I glance at a dimly lit room. I enter and see your face. First, I wonder, 'Where is this place?' All questions are quickly tossed aside as your eyes once again meet mine. Has it already been a year? A year since we last said hello; a year since we last said goodbye? I don't want to know why; why you've decided to visit me. I'm satisfied hearing your voice, ever so softly. Softly, you whisper your motherly advice. With your words, I'll never have to think twice. You made me promise to always take care of the ones I love. Then the room slowly fades away like a flying dove. The dim light fades to black, and I'll never forget how I awaken in this cold sweat. Tears endlessly crawl down my face as I realize the truth of that place. It was all a dream, or so it would seem. It was a dream so real. Thank you for visiting me. Thank you for letting me hear your voice and see your smile. I've missed it all for a long while. As you watch on us from above, I promise to always take care of the ones I love. |
A son who is dealing with his mother's passing is visited by her in a dream. | Arnold R. Salazar | February 2006 | 11 | 57 | 684 |
1147 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1147 | 2018-02-27 22:55:34 | Memories | 4.43 | Years of agony, so distraught, grieving with true pain, Another sharp corner and I'm screaming your name. I hate how time passes, not one comforting word, Like a sheep among wolves, I feel lost in the heard. Before your cruel passing, wished I'd said goodbye, Maybe then I could let go of the day that you died. My dearest mother Mary, I named her after you, She's exquisite with beauty, deep eyes shades of blue. I love you my mother, my mentor, best friend, Missing you more as each day slowly ends. i think of you fondly and wish to talk with you here, Wondering how I survived without you anywhere near. Yes, I'm still lost, Mom I loved you so much, Years have gone by, still remembering that touch. You taught me to laugh, held me when I cried, Told me not to be scared of the day that you died. You hid all my secrets, to you I'd confide, You were everything to me, Mom, why'd you die. The cancer was gone, I thought you were free, Why'd god take you from me, you're the reason I breathed. I hate every Christmas, 'cause that's when you left, That was the day that you took your last breath. The doctor had told me this feeling would pass, He said time will go on and this pain wouldn't last. The more that time passes, the more that I feel, The more I miss you and wish you were here. I love you my mother, my mentor, best friend, Wishing all good things hadn't come to an end. |
My name is Kimi, I'm 22, I've been writing for years... my mom passed when I was 20, she was sick with lung cancer, had been diagnosed when I was 16, fought it for 4 years and was in remission, when it came back. She was diagnosed with bronchial cancer and died 2 weeks later. I'm in college now, wish she could've seen me start, it's what she always wanted, said I really had potential and because I cared so much about everything and everyone, I could make a difference, I hope she was right. |
Kimi | July 2011 | 21 | 30 | 355 |
1148 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1148 | 2018-02-27 22:55:38 | My Angel, My Muse | 4.42 | Deep in the night when you lie in your bed wondering at shadows up over your head and you pull those soft white sheets to your eyes do you whisper to God and ask Him why? Why is she gone and why did she go? you want to know and you want Him to show you a reason. So pray as fast as you can. But unanswered prayers are a part of the Plan. But when you ask why and your eyes start to cry and you feel so sad that you think you might die, listen. Because He will tell you. And cherubs' wings hug and hold you snug as they sing a song so sweet like sirens of lore as you slip into dreams of what was before. And then you will see her far away in her bed where she has the covers pulled up over her head and she's asking God why as her eyes fill with tears and she shakes with the fears that nobody hears her when she asks why and her eyes start to cry and she feels so lonely she thinks she might die, she listens. And He tells her. And angels' wings hug and hold her snug as they sing a song so sweet like sirens of lore as she slips into dreams of what was before. And she sees the little girl far away in her bed with the covers pulled up around her head and she smiles through the pain when He answers 'you will be together again.' |
A girl grieves for her mother's passing. She imaginer's her mother missing her the same way that her child does. God's message to them is the same. | Christy Hughes | February 2006 | 15 | 9 | 440 |
1149 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1149 | 2018-02-27 22:55:41 | Don't Forget About Me! | 4.42 | Should I be feeling guilty, was there something I didn't do? Did I not do enough to show all the love I had inside for you? If you could say three words to me, would they be the one I'd want to hear? When I knock on heavens door for you will you push me away or hold me near? There's a million questions that I have inside, And a million more that keep coming to mind, Like where are you now and are you free from all your pain? If someone asked you about me would you even remember my name? I hope I've never left you disappointed or ever let you down, That all you've done is smile for me and upon me you've never frowned, I want you to be proud of me, in the many years how far I've come, From the smallest to the biggest things that I have ever done. Even though you left me here without a mum so young, I'd never say your name in vain, disrespect you or do you wrong. So all the questions I have inside, I guess they'll grow to more, Just promise me you'll be there the day I knock on heavens door. |
My mum sadly passed away when I was just 14 years old and nothing could ever have prepared me for how much I was going to miss her. After her surviving a brain tumor and cervical cancer she still managed to show me all the love in the world, but sadly on 27th February 2003 she lost her battle to breast cancer. Not a day goes by where I don't think of her. Although our time was short she shown and gave me more love then most people see in a lifetime. |
Jenny Gordon | November 2008 | 25 | 80 | 368 |
1150 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1150 | 2018-02-27 22:55:46 | Mother's Day Without You | 4.40 | Every day I think of you. For a brief moment a smile crosses my face. My memories bring me happiness but are soon replaced by sadness. After all, you are gone. You are gone. So the happiness is gone. Oh how I miss my best friend. my mother I wish so much you were here. You loved me no matter what. I mattered to someone. I belonged to someone. Do I now? No. I cry. So I ask, are you still around? Are you in the air I breath? Are you proud of me? Reah out can you feel me? Look can you see my tears? Listen do you hear my fears? my thoughts, my prayers? I wish you were here. Please stay near. I'll ask for a sign but get no reply. I don't no why I try, but I still try. |
I lost both my parents a few years ago when I was only 27. I miss them more than anything. I just needed to vent. | Denise | April 2009 | 12 | 131 | 722 |
1151 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1151 | 2018-02-27 22:55:50 | A Better Place | 4.40 | Why am I crying? Why do I feel so alone? You left me now To find a far better home. It's a gentle journey... A soft breeze on your sail, To a place where fears and worries No longer prevail. It's a warm island in the sun Where we all someday hope to be With the Lord whom we love And with all of our family. I beg the Lord each night in prayer To take away my sorrow. I pray he'll hear my cries at night, And help me through tomorrow. I will always think of you, As each day appears. My sorrow will softly lessen, And gone will be the tears. But my love will continue, As each year goes by. And I will wait for my calling To once again be by your side. |
My mother died unexpectedly of a heart attack on a treadmill preparing for her next day's discharge from the hospital. Exercise seemed to be an important factor the hospital required even though walking at a fast pace had never been on her daily agenda. Her final words to me "I love you, now don't work so hard" will always remain in my heart. It was what her mother said to her right before my grandmother died of a heart attack also. I am hesitant to repeat those words to my daughter. |
Marjie Elie | May 2013 | 3 | 158 | 441 |
1152 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1152 | 2018-02-27 22:55:54 | Love and Miss You Mum | 4.39 | In my arms I held you tight Through the hardest part of life In my heart the memories clear Of the greatest mum I love so dear I held you so close to my heart Praying that we'll never part But angels came and took you away And a tear I shed for your everyday Now a shining lit up star My mum will watch from up far In all the pain I'm going through Just remember, I'm here with you | I lost my Mum a year ago today (19/05/2010) due to an alcohol addiction. This is just something I wrote for her to show her how much I love and miss her more everyday. And my memories are clear in my heart and mind. | Courtney Linde | May 2011 | 8 | 125 | 646 |
1153 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1153 | 2018-02-27 22:55:57 | My Mum | 4.39 | How hard it is without you, Mum, knowing you're not here. You gave me life, you gave me love, you pulled me from despair. You picked me up when I was down and held me in your arms. I wish I was there right now to feel your loving charms. You set me free to live my life, but still I could not go. Our bond was strong, our love was true - and yet you left me here To live my life without you, Mum, a thought I cannot bear. I will go on and live my life and try to make you proud, But doing it without you, OH! I want to cry out loud. I love you, Mum, with all my heart and know you're still around. When night time comes, the kids are gone and there is no sound, I hear your voice say, "Well done, Jane, you've made it through the day," But it hurts so much without you, Mum - what else is there to say? So sleep well, my darling Mum, and rest your weary head, And know that you are loved and missed by all who knew you best. Night, night, Mum. |
We decided as a family to make Mum's funeral as personal as we could, about her and only her. This is what I wrote for her, and I read it at her funeral. Maybe it will strike a chord with others. | Jane Falconer | March 2016 | 0 | 104 | 105 |
1154 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1154 | 2018-02-27 22:55:59 | Memories Of Mom | 4.38 | Though it's been years now since you were taken away, the memories are still strong and I wish you were here today. I can't see nor touch you so I know you're not here but I've still got the past and in my heart you're still near. I used to wake up at night screaming aloud and calling your name, I must of needed someone 'cause of all my hurt and fear. If I could see you one last time you know what I would do- Release all my emotions and say mom, I LOVE YOU!!! |
The memories of a loved one linger in our minds long after they have passed. | Melissa M. Robinson | February 2006 | 16 | 449 | 1546 |
1155 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1155 | 2018-02-27 22:56:02 | I Love You Forever | 4.36 | To my mom Mom you mean the world to me It's hard to live without you You were always by my side Through thick and thin you helped me Now when you're gone my life is hard to live It's hard to breath It's hard to see And it's hard to think about anything but you. Even though your love will shine in me Forever, it's still hard not to look for your hand to hold. Even though your not here with me in the Flesh, I still have you in my heart and in my memories. I love you forever mom |
Though she has passed, she is still there in every shadow, and memory. She will live forever through the living. | Hiral P. Patel | February 2006 | 12 | 327 | 1001 |
1156 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1156 | 2018-02-27 22:56:05 | An Angel We Lost | 4.35 | February 1st 2005 was the most heartbreaking day of all, in the early hours of the morning we got a dreadful call. After I hung up the phone I quickly called dad and my brother, we had to rush to the hospital and try make it to see my mother. When we arrived at the hospital the Priest held out his hand, He said "I am sorry she's gone" she is gone to another land. I wanted to wake her for I taught you were asleep, but the Angel's had taken her to Heaven to keep. The biggest heartbreak of all is we never said goodbye, you were gone before we knew it to the castle in the sky. God seen the road was getting tough when a cure was not to be, he said "Ann take my hand" and walk this way with me. We were not there to hear your last breadth to even hold your hand, but god carried you like your favourite poem "Footprint's In The Sand". God seen you getting tired so an Angel he did send, you were more than a mother to me you were a very wonderful friend. If you still have your mother please cherish her with care, cause it only really hits you when you turn and she's not there. I often told you I loved you and how much you meant to me, If I could walk to Heaven I would go and set you free. You died at the age of 51 when you should of been at your best, God seen your pain and suffering and said you need some rest. I think of you a lot your always in my prayer, I know you're looking down on me in fact, you're everywhere. Heaven must be a beautiful place cause loved one's always stay, I know your happy up above in each and every way. I used to sit at home staring at the phone on the wall, hoping and praying that one day you will call. We have been Through a lot at an early age in life, why did you take her away a mother and darling wife. I look up at the night sky and wonder where you might be, I would love to send you this poem "Could you send one to me" ? I have learnt to lead a life apart from all the rest, what a wonderful woman you were in fact you were the best. You died on the feast of St. Bridget every year we would make a cross, I often ask God why he took you and left me with this loss. You were a very strong woman who had been through quiet a lot, if you still have your mother give her everything you've got. This poem was easy write for it came straight from the heart, but writing about a woman like you I didn't know where to start. Daddy has his days for his heart is broke in two, he sits and play's his guitar and sings a song for you. So god if your listening tell my mother up above, how much I really miss her and please give her all my love |
This is a poem i wrote about my beautiful mother who passed away in 2005 with cancer.. miss you everyday .. jennifer xxxxx | Jennifer | October 2011 | 3 | 54 | 224 |
1157 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1157 | 2018-02-27 22:56:10 | A Mother's Love | 4.34 | A mother's love Is a gift from above. That is a wonderful treasure Kept in our hearts forever. When that loved one passes on, And it seems like all is gone, Those dear memories come to mind. A sweet moment we will find. When in pain and sadness, Look back at the gladness. For we should rejoice, That heaven got another voice. Her body may be upon this earth, But her soul is in heaven living a new birth. So be comforted when you are grieving. It is on a blessing she is receiving. |
My grandmother died in September 2013. She was born in 1936 in Romania. I wrote this poem for my dad, I thought I'd share it with you all. | Claudia M. Piticaru | April 8, 2017 | 1 | 127 | 32 |
1158 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1158 | 2018-02-27 22:56:15 | Remembrance | 4.32 | Mother, as I walk through the journey of life, I remember. I remember how you helped me to grow with love, truth, and honesty. I remember how you helped me to choose the right path with values, morals, and self worth. I remember how you gave me dreams with hope and confidence. As I remember, I pray to be a mother like you, to shape my children into strong adults, full of hopes and dreams. You made me who I am today, and I will always remember you in life's passings for no one could touch my life as you have. Remembrance in life's passing is the truest form of love one can give, for a memory should never die and a love should live forever in the heart of another!!! |
A daughter looks back on memories of her mother, and hopes that she can give her children what her mother gave to her. She states that as long as her mother's memory is in her heart, she is never truly gone from her life. | Laura M. Phipps-Kelley | February 2006 | 21 | 469 | 1485 |
1159 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1159 | 2018-02-27 22:56:20 | Angel Wings | 4.31 | I want to know if you can hear me I talk to you all the time To tell you how I am, how I am feeling I want you to know that I am fine Nothing will ever take the hurt But I am so proud of your fight For 6 years you battled, 6 different tumors Guided by a blinding light You lived for us children We were your world, your dreams But It came and took it all away My heart feels torn at the seams It breaks my heart to know That you wont be by my side How can I walk down the isle Wearing your brooch and gorgeous smile? I prayed for a sign, a gift Something to show me that you were here And you gave me my husband to be He saved me, helped me with my fear Jamie is a mum now, you would be so proud He is so beautiful, with curly hair And it's blonde, just like yours But he wont ever know you, its not fair I keep a photo of you Its the one from your funeral day Did you hear me as I told the story? About how much I needed you to stay? I said, "Mums has got her angel wings, She has graduated from this place To be honored forever in heaven With your caring nature, your loving face" I will never stop missing you One more thing, its never too late That when I leave the earth, when my time has come You will meet me at the pearly gates... |
My mum, Sharyn, passed away after a very brave fight with multiple tumors. After battling breast cancer, bowel cancer, melanoma, lung cancer and ovarian cancer it was a brain tumor that finally took her life. She is my inspiration - she put up such a brave fight. We had 7 months after she was diagnosed with the brain tumor to say goodbye, and I cared for her until the tumors had spread to her spine and she could no longer walk...she passed away 4 weeks later - just 9 days after my brothers 30th birthday. Having someone in your life who is such an inspiration really changes your perception of pain, love and sorrow. To everyone who has lost someone - I am with you...be strong, be brave and know that they are always listening... XOXO Mel |
Melanie Jordan | September 2008 | 7 | 20 | 195 |
1160 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1160 | 2018-02-27 22:56:22 | Dear Mama | 4.31 | Sitting here listening to music, you the first person that comes to mind, When I sit here and think about you it hurts every time. Sometimes I pinch myself and hope you come back, But you leaving me was something as serious as a heart attack. I wish all this was a nightmare, Because the pain is something I can't bear. It's still hard to believe that when I wake up you aren't here, And while thinking about that I sometimes drop a tear. People keep telling me I should be getting over you, But the way your death affected me is something I can't undo. When you left if felt like I was alone, And the last time I heard from you was over the phone. It's just not the same without you here, You were the only person I held dear. I never thought you would leave, But that was only a thought so all I do is grieve. I always tell myself that one day you will come back to me, But as much as I hope and dream, that's something that can't be. You would be here with me if it was my choice, When the wind blows I always hear your voice. Please hurry up and come back because I think I'm gonna blow, And when you come back, I promise I won't let go.. |
My mom passed away when I was 8 years old I'm now 15. She passed giving birth. I miss her so much I didn't get a goodbye or a final I Love You. I would do anything to bring her back. The last time I heard her voice was over the phone I had no clue that was the last time I would hear from her R.I.P Mom | Tory Archer | July 2011 | 3 | 39 | 181 |
1161 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1161 | 2018-02-27 22:56:27 | Mom's Poem | 4.30 | I was only three When you were taken away from me. If only you could see You meant the world to me. If you were here, You could wipe away my tear. People do not understand the pain. The memories torment my brain. I wish I could forget All the bad things I've seen Dealing with your pain. I needed you, Even though I barely knew you. Mom, I love you a lot. I hope you know you will never be forgot. I will make you proud! I promise! |
On December 23, 2001, my mom died of cancer. I was only three years old. I wish every day that I could have had a little more time with her, but I can't. | Ansley L | October 2016 | 1 | 31 | 46 |
1162 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1162 | 2018-02-27 22:56:32 | Never Spoken | 4.29 | The days turn to night And nights back to days Over and over again.. The world around seems different in many ways.. This feelings of sorrow I will never Seem to shed.. Wanting things I can never have.. To say last words in a different way.. To maybe say something meaningful before eternal silence.. What might I have said if only I knew.. If only I knew that the voice would be gone by the rolling of the morn.. I might have spoken these words, I am sorry .. I am sorry for the grief I have caused through our lives.. I forgive .. I forgive you for the much pain you have forced upon me.. I love .. I do love you for the good person I have seen in you.. And I miss.. I miss you now and I will miss you always. more by Natalie Deeter |
Words I would have said on the eve of my mothers forever worldly departure. | Natalie Deeter | October 2011 | 1 | 63 | 158 |
1163 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1163 | 2018-02-27 22:56:39 | Motherless Daughter | 4.29 | In a sea long ago I lost my guiding light, My focus blurred as in the dead of night. How can time have so quickly passed? Like alabaster sand racing through an hourglass. Half my life now lived without her laughing eyes, Her soft embrace, and her warm smile. To turn back time is all I desire, A child's dream with a woman's fire. I still weep for the grandmother my children never knew. She is forever with me each day and night through. more by Wendy Brown Mignosa |
My mother died in a car accident when I was in college. It amazes me how time has passed so quickly, yet it doesn't seem so. I miss her every day and see her in my daughters' faces. I hope she is watching them and smiling! | Wendy Brown Mignosa | May 2016 | 0 | 27 | 70 |
1164 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1164 | 2018-02-27 22:56:43 | It's Not Fair! | 4.29 | Why can't you be here? I need you. Yeah, yeah. "You're still with me." But how can I know for sure? It's not fair. I want you to be here physically. With me. I can't stand it! I need you now, I need your advice, your hugs, your kisses. Dad doesn't have that "special touch." I can't talk to him about certain things. Not only did I lose my Mom, but I also lost my best friend. It just isn't fair Seeing how other kids treat their parents upsets me. Hearing kids wishing their parents dead angers me. You didn't deserve to go. You were a fighter... But I guess it was your time to go. Heaven needed another angel, and they decided you would be the perfect choice. I'm glad you're not in anymore pain, and you don't have to go through any more suffering. I miss the sound of your voice. I miss seeing your smile, Your soft eyes, your comforting touch Your faint, sweet smell, your long phone calls And your soothing ways. I miss you. I had so little memories with you and I wanted much more. It just isn't fair. |
I'm 16, I lost my Mom last year on March 29, 2012. It was the most painful thing I have ever had to deal with. First her death, then Her birthday, Easter, Mothers Day and my birthday all within a 3 months span. I cry myself to sleep every night. My heart goes out to everyone who has lost there Mom. I just wish I got the chance to say goodbye. | Kat143 | March 2014 | 8 | 31 | 180 |
1165 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1165 | 2018-02-27 22:56:46 | Getting You Ready, Mum | 4.29 | Today we go to wash your body And comb your beautiful hair. I will hug and kiss you, Mummy, Whilst wondering life so unfair. I will stroke you beautiful face And kiss you on your cheek. I will sit there and wonder, Mummy, Why life suddenly looks so bleak. We will be strong and brave, Mummy, As we say our final goodbye. But don't forget, my darling Mummy, We will see you in the big blue sky. Oh, how I love and miss you. No one can really understand How I want to hug and kiss you, And hold your beautiful hand. I just don't want you to go, Mummy. I want you to stay here with me, But I know that's not possible, Mummy, As you're now happy and pain free. Please just look down on me, Mummy, And guide me in my life. Just come and hold my hand, Mummy, Whilst I am struggling with this strife. I just want to say I love you. I feel like my heart broke. I can't bear to be without you, Mum, And my tears make me choke. God, just please give me strength for today, As we go to get Mum ready. Please give me strength today, And make my hands feel steady. I love you today and forever, Mum. I hope that you are at ease. I will see you again, Mum. God, just look after her, please. |
My mum battled cancer for 13 months. She was brave and strong, but at the end we had to tell her she could go. She's been gone just a week, and I hurt so much, but writing my poems helps me express the way I feel. | R K. Johal | January 2016 | 0 | 36 | 75 |
1166 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1166 | 2018-02-27 22:56:50 | I Wait | 4.28 | I still wait for you to call I wait to hear you laugh at something so small I wait to see that beautiful, long, thick, wavy hair I wait to hear one of those stories that you would share I wait to hear you knock on the door I wait to see your shoes on the floor I wait to see those gifts from you I wait to see that purse with things in it just for you It seems like all I do is wait for you I wait for your smell I wait for your hugs I wait to hear your voice The thing that I wait for the most is your love Do you wait for me too, Mom? |
This poem is dedicated to Kelly R. LeFevere (Mom). Gone too soon but never to be forgotten. Where there once was a rose, there is now a garden. | Hayley Rose Chandler | May 2015 | 0 | 49 | 79 |
1167 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1167 | 2018-02-27 22:56:52 | Mom | 4.26 | Mom is gone to heaven No more suffering No more Pain She went to be with Jesus She didn't go in vain Peace and Calm surround her Her mind is hers again She met up with her Mom & Dad Who were waiting at the gate They took her to meet Jesus You know she wasn't late She put her arms around him Looked up at his face She said Father thank you for saving me And bringing me to this place I have one prayer to pray Lord And I've prayed it all along The ones I've left behind me Please see them safely Home I'll meet them at the River When they have finished there race I told them where to meet me It's the very best place |
I lost my mom November the 18th 2009, She had several health problems, her mind was not hers when she passed. She didn't know any of her kids or anyone. She got sick in Oct. 2008 and went down hill from there. It was a blessing for her to be called home she was so sick. She weighed only 51 lbs when she died. We couldn't get her to eat very well. She was only 68 when she died. I miss her so much, and I will always love her. I hope one day to see her again. Through Jesus |
Karen Williams | November 2010 | 1 | 213 | 271 |
1168 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1168 | 2018-02-27 22:56:57 | Once | 4.25 | Once I had a mother who was very good to me and anytime I was bad she sat me on her knee. One night as I lay sleeping upon my mothers bed An angel came down from heaven to say my mama was dead I woke up to see that it was true and this broke my heart in two so listen all you children and do as you are told 'coz when it's time for your mother to go to heaven you will loose a heart of gold. |
A Child Writes About Her Mother's Death | Destiny Kendall | November 2007 | 5 | 14 | 220 |
1169 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1169 | 2018-02-27 22:57:01 | We Love You Mom | 4.24 | Your kids are growing up now, trying to do what would make you proud, it's been almost two years now, but yet we still sit here in disbelief, this isn't possible, it never happened, the woman who brought us into this world is, gone, gone forever.. why did you have to leave so soon? we still need you. we still need our mom. we will never understand, there is no reason that will justify, but we know you are always in our hearts, and you are always watching over us we love you mom... |
A poem about the tragic loss of a mother and the thoughts teenagers are left with. | Montana | January 2008 | 1 | 29 | 119 |
1170 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1170 | 2018-02-27 22:57:04 | Today Is Your Birthday | 4.24 | Today is your birthday If only you were here to stay To have a big celebration Yet it's pain over a relation We are all standing here Hoping that you will appear Though we know you never will Yet we stand there still We try and remember you And what you did and what you knew To try and make you real again To take away the waking pain Everyone misses your face There is a big gap in your place Your place that is next to ours And this is why they bring you flowers Flowers of happy, flowers of sad Flowers of remembrance I may add So here is a yellow rose For my love is what it shows |
This is for my Mother who's birthday is on the 22nd of February. I miss you. | Mirandottie | September 2011 | 1 | 80 | 435 |
1171 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1171 | 2018-02-27 22:57:08 | Just One More Chance | 4.24 | If I could go back in time Just to say what is on my mind, I would let you see my tears fall, Not just once but all the time. If I had the chance to say I'm sorry, I would say it to you every time I had Ever hurt you. I know I am not all that bad, But I am the child You never wanted to have. I know you never told me that, But rumors do have a way of coming back. One more chance if I could, Just to let you hear my voice, Where nothing gets misunderstood. I want you to hear my words, Hear all my pain, Let it rain. I would take your hand, Mom And say over and over again, I LOVE YOU. If I could take all your pain away, Oh mom, I would. If I had one more chance to make the choice Of where life had once put us, I would have changed it and made things right. Mom, if you only knew I always prayed for you. I always wanted you to know How much I truly loved you. If I had the chance to look you in the eyes, I would have had you see All the beauty you've given to me. I would hug you and thank you for all you have done. I would do all I could Just to put another smile back on your face. Oh Mom, I hurt so bad. I just wish I had one more chance. I would do my best to take all the gray days away, And if I couldn't, I would dance with you Out in the rain just to wash away all the pain, But I have no more chances; you are already gone. |
My mother and I weren't as close as I would have liked it to have been, and now it has come to its end. | Judy Emery | January 2017 | 0 | 34 | 29 |
1172 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1172 | 2018-02-27 22:57:14 | Shinning Star | 4.21 | when you walk into the night take the time to sit and rest I am the star up in the sky look closely now and I will shine Do not cry babes of mine unfortunately it was my time I shine brightly in the sky and watch you all as nights go by Tis being a year since I left you dear but I'm always near forever there I feel your love surrounding me and this remains forever with me So watch the stars and you will see that shinning one is only me cry not my babes for I am free from the pain that riddled me the sky is my home now just you see that shinning star is again me but all around me are other stars we once were there but now we're here we gather together to light up the night so you and others won't lose your sight and so to all who gathered here close your eyes and you will hear a voice that comes from deep within softly saying I never left you my little ones just a rest and then will be one! |
Dedicated to my loving sister-in law June. I wrote this for her daughter, who wanted help to write something special for her mum. | Alex | June 2008 | 0 | 28 | 121 |
1173 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1173 | 2018-02-27 22:57:15 | I'm Still Here | 4.18 | "I'm still here, waiting for your notice. I never left you, you have to know this. I've seen you tell my story over and over again; my legacy that I have left for you to spread. I've heard the lines over and over again; they're forever pressed into the depths of my head. I have seen you laugh and I have felt your tears; your hopes, your dreams, even your rage, and your fears. Still, you know what you have to do; keep my memory and legacy living. Someone out there still needs you; love, strength, and support to them you will be giving. Do not worry about me, for I am doing great up here. Though it's hard to fathom my mortality being lost, you can always be assured, Son, I'm still here." |
I lost my mom in 2000 from this deadly disease of Cancer, and I refuse to let anyone else go through their battle; feeling as though nobody cares about them. Every person in this world who is curently battling, or who has lost their battle is in my thoughts and prayers. | Kyle W. Butler | October 2010 | 2 | 34 | 155 |
1174 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1174 | 2018-02-27 22:57:17 | Happen To You | 4.16 | Everyone said it was for the best But if it weren't for that little pest My mother would still be alive today And it would take all the pain away I wasn't ready for this to happen This was all just a big misshapen I heard the metal scraping and flying I was screaming loud, but not even trying I grabbed her bloody hand, and asked, "Are you OK?" She didn't answer, death was in the way I screamed, "Help!!" But no one came It was just I, and no one else to blame I always regret that day we went out Sometimes, I don't know what its about You think it won't happen to you You help friends get through But don't think it will happen with you Until the very day, and then you knew That it could happen, happen to you |
I am young, and my mother died when I was ten, so I wasn't totally sure what to think, but I understood what had happened. It was really hard for me because I didn't want to cry, and I couldn't find a way to express my feelings. I tried poetry, and it helped. So, this is the poem I wrote for my beautiful, wonderful, understanding, caring mother. | Mira | March 2009 | 0 | 8 | 82 |
1175 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1175 | 2018-02-27 22:57:19 | I Miss You Tonight! | 4.13 | It has been a year that we lost you But it seems like a lot longer today. I miss your sweet, shy smile and Your kind, loving ways. I miss the quietness of your presence And the love you've always shared. I miss your encouragements and Faith. Your belief in me because you shared. I thank GOD for giving me such a Sweet and wonderful Mother! I knew through the years There could have been no other! I listen for your footsteps in the hall And look up to see you in the room I want to hear your greeting and I smell the fragrance of your perfume. BYE |
On the first anniversary of her death... | Bobbye Tubbs | February 2006 | 0 | 46 | 207 |
1176 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1176 | 2018-02-27 22:57:24 | Sleep Mama Sleep | 4.13 | Sleep Mama sleep, It's time to go to sleep. So close your eyes And rest your head You must be tired now. Sleep Mama sleep, It's time to go to sleep. We've kissed your cheek And held your hand We must let you go now. Sleep Mama sleep, It's time to go to sleep. The angels are here And will keep you safe and warm They must carry you home now. Sleep Mama sleep It's time... Mama? You've gone to sleep now... Sweet peaceful dreams, We love you. |
This poem was written in honor of my wonderful Mother, Betty Nitteberg, who died August 7, 1998. It was written by me to read to her to let her know it was okay to let go - she had been in a coma for 2 days and wasn't coming back to us. She died from an unknown cancer that got in her blood and took her in 3 weeks. She was always the rock and it feels like she just left us yesterday. Missing you, Dad, Bruce, Marilyn, Lynna and Julie. We love you. |
Marilyn Haan | March 2011 | 1 | 29 | 107 |
1177 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1177 | 2018-02-27 22:57:26 | One More Day | 4.13 | I feel I should have listened closer To what you had to say. I promise to you that I would If I could have just one more day. To feel the softness of your hands, To see that smile upon your face, Would give me so much happiness within my heart, If I could have but one more day. Time seemed to move so slowly, It felt like I was wishing it away. Time would not be wasted If I could have one more day. Since you have gone, Life has changed in many ways. Happiness and joy that I would share with you, If I had just one more day. My first friend, my truest friend, My first love and protector, Are a few of my feelings that I would express, If I could have just one more day. As I look up into the stars at night, Often I wonder which light is yours I hope that you could tell me, If we had but one more day. Crying tears I have for you, Missing you dearly as each day passes, Time is such a precious thing, If I had just one more day. One more hug, one more kiss, One more smile, and a laugh, Treasures I would hold so true, If I could have just one more day. All of the sadness and the grief Has taught me to savor every minute, To keep myself from asking, If I could have just one more day. So to you I promise to go forward in life, With my kids, grandkids, and my wife, Knowing I love them and had it to say, Because today may be my One more day. |
I lost my mom in January 2014 to a long battle with cancer. There are many things I miss and would love to see and hear just one more time. They are all things I would try and do if I had just one more day. | Zayne Collie | June 2016 | 1 | 103 | 78 |
1178 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1178 | 2018-02-27 22:57:28 | If Only For A Moment | 4.11 | Waiting for that day, when Mommy shows her smile. If only for a moment, if only for a while. Remembering my last memory, of that time down by the lake. Of every time she laughed at me, and every breath she'd take. I wish to relive those days, and take away her pain. Have Mommy's touch upon my face, and take away this rain. Waiting for that day, when Mommy shows her smile. If only for a moment, if only for a while. I want the sun to shine upon her face, and smile at what I see. As mommy lets go of this place, and becomes cancer free. In this grave, Mommy lays, resting so sweet. I'll never forget the life she gave, Cuz' in me, her heart still beats. Waiting for that day, when Mommy shows her smile. Just for this moment, just for a while. |
In 2001 my Mother was Diagnosed with Crohn's Disease, which is a type of stomach cancer that eats at you from the inside out. Because of her job, she could not make her doctors appointments. Thus, the cancer had spread to her upper and lower intestines, stomach, and breasts. She is my best friend, no doubt. I love you Mommy. Keep smiling, you're beautiful. | Lacee Schafer | June 2011 | 1 | 9 | 87 |
1179 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1179 | 2018-02-27 22:57:33 | Memory | 4.11 | I go to sleep thinking of you. When appearing is a dream come true. The memory allows me to know you're still here, Only wishing you were closer and even near. Waking up knowing I'm without you Only has me asking for some kind of clue. I need comfort from the world to understand. I hope you're dancing through the land. Questioning my mind is a constant thing, Wondering what the answers will bring. I think of you all day long. I just wish I could be as strong. Mom, you're my life; please follow me through. All I need is the memory of you! |
This is about my best friend whom I lost when I was 20, my mom! | Alexa | January 2017 | 2 | 43 | 37 |
1180 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1180 | 2018-02-27 22:57:36 | Hole In My Heart | 4.10 | When God choose you to be my Mom I was honored and blessed Mom, you loved unconditionally You were never too busy to console me, Heal my wounds, Teach me right from wrong Even in your last days You told me not to be afraid You wiped my tears You said don't cry You held my hand And spoke of love If only I could hug you again Kiss you, say I love you One more time Mom, I give you a piece of my heart Hold it Hug it Kiss it Keep it close Cherish it Until we meet again And my heart will then be whole Mom, you were so strong I know you didn't want to leave You were so tired and weak Rest, my love You are in God's house Miss you Love you always Your daughter, Joanie visit Joan Boyle's site |
I miss my Mom. She passed away on February 25, 2009. She went too fast; she was gone within two weeks. Mom, I love you and miss you. My heart has a hole in it. Time will heal, but it will always be a scar. In life you think your Mom will be here forever...and then in a blink of an eye your life changes. This is the hardest thing I have ever gone through. | Joan Boyle | August 2015 | 1 | 72 | 51 |
1181 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1181 | 2018-02-27 22:57:39 | Not Today | 4.10 | Losing a mother, it's never easy. Losing that smile that was so cheesy. Losing that hug that crushed your ribs. Losing that perfume that now you just realized, how much you missed. Losing those chances to have girl talks. Losing the chance to regain the strength after a heartbreaking dance. Losing the chance to learn about her past. Losing the chance to explain your own twisted path. Losing the chance to say goodbye. Gaining the strength to realize it's not the end, at least not today more by Nikki L. |
I realize now that only my strength will help me through this. I love you mom. | Nikki L. | April 2009 | 26 | 61 | 325 |
1182 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1182 | 2018-02-27 22:57:43 | They Say Time's A Healer | 4.09 | It's been three years since you have gone. Will I ever gain the strength to carry on? Life is so cold and lonely. Sometimes I just want you to hold me. Mummy, I'm scared; life is moving too fast. Before I knew it, you were already my past. How can I live knowing you are not here To share all the times that are passing each year? How can I marry and bear children myself When all I want is my mum back in good health? They say time's a healer, that all's well in the end. Well, I'm still waiting for my heart to mend. Mum, please don't mistake me, I'm not angry at you. I'm just struggling to see this pain and depression through. I can't stop time from moving on, although I wish I could. I just hope that you can hear me, and know if I could, I would. I will take everything you taught me and live life to the full, And when I have my own children they will know I was taught well. For now, the best thing I can do is to live life through your eyes, Making the most of each day and brightening people's lives. |
I was 18 when I discovered that my mum had cancer. After 6 short weeks she lost her grueling battle, and my life changed forever. Sometimes the only way I can express my feelings is just putting pen to paper and hoping that if at all possible, she can hear the words I'm saying. | Dominique Ellen Banham | October 2016 | 1 | 30 | 44 |
1183 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1183 | 2018-02-27 22:57:44 | Queen Of Queens | 4.08 | The sun that poured wisdom brightened our days, The moon that shone overnight straightened our ways. Queen of queens, innocent soul purely hearted, A heroine in our lives has departed. Had a tongue that was filled with laws of kindness, No one matched you, your highness. Who is worthy to try on the crown you wore? Built castles to the seeds you sow. Your weapon of vengeance was to keep the silence, Peace and calm thoughts that brought envy to violence. Armed with words of truth, That shaped our childhood to the days of our youth. You quenched the thirst of dry souls, Warmly welcomed both friends and foes. Rightly imparted advice to those in need, Open minded you were and nothing you hid. The grave has grabbed God's given gift, With thanks and praise His name we uplift, For making us sons and daughters of the queen. Queen of queens, what a great ruler you've been. |
We all have special people in our lives, and when we lose them it's like we've lost everything. | Ernest Mwandumbya | July 2016 | 0 | 23 | 53 |
1184 | 14 | 2018-02-27 21:21:32 | Mother Death Poems | 4.6 | Death Poems | 2 | 2018-02-27 20:54:45 | Death Poems | 1184 | 2018-02-27 22:57:48 | Dear Mom | 4.06 | You were always a great person a great person indeed You were always there whenever I was in need You raised me up in a big, safe world I'm glad I had the chance to be your little girl You always had a smile on your beautiful, warm face God did the right thing by taking you to a good place Even though I miss you and we grow farther apart I will always have a place for you right here in my heart |
My Mom passed away when I was in the 3rd grade. I was only 9 yrs. old. I miss her very much and writing this poem in her memory makes me smile and I know she will be proud of me for writing this. | Jasmine Nash | April 2011 | 0 | 75 | 157 |
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