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Elegy Heaven Poems | Elegy Poems About Heaven

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The Last Gold Leaf

The last gold leaf hangs on the bough;
summer is just a memory now.
You, too, have gone, my golden friend;
our summer days came to an end.

We said goodbye; our chapter closed.
How I will miss you no one knows.
On eagle wings you split the skies;
your spirit soared. You had to fly.

My earthbound soul will bear its grief
severed from you on mortal reef;
but returning from yonder shore,
your love in waves will wash me o'er.

You've gone before, my trusted love;
I wait behind, your mourning dove;
yet, from across the great divide
your voice to me in dreams confides.

No, I think not that dreams they are;
but communion of the near with far.
On such sweet songs I stake my claim
to know and love you once again.

Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

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Who Knew

Who knew…..
Who knew life would take this turn
So early in time
I didn’t get a chance to take it all in
The time for me to spread my wings
Came to soon

Who knew….
My last day
Would be with the ones I love
To laugh with friends and yes, my love too

Who knew….
Life is love, when you are embraced by all
I wasn’t done loving you by far….
But God needed me so he called

Who knew…
Who knew life would take this turn
I love you all though time is short
Embrace each other and please don’t mourn
Instead, celebrate my life
I’m still dancing in heaven and I want you to dance too.

Who knew ?

Copyright © Geri Goodwin | Year Posted 2014

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A Miscarried Baby's Message From Heaven

I was growing there in you so eager to be born,
But God decided to take me to be with Him that morn.
Now I sit beside His throne with millions just like me;
Their mothers chose just to abort and not their baby see.
You were not like them at all, you waited for that day
When you would welcome me with love and not be in your way.
But God loves children very much regardless of their creed,
He said such were of kingdom there so I have met His need.
Though you are sad you never saw my smiling gentle face
There on the earth, you’ll see me here because of God’s great grace.
You’ll hold me for eternity in this land full of cheer,
So Mom, I just can hardly wait until I see you here!

This poem was written as comfort for my niece when she lost her second baby through miscarriage.

Copyright © Clarence Billheimer | Year Posted 2014

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One Day

One day I'll be gone 
And it will be surreal at first 
And you may question much 
But you get to choose which is worse 

You will remember all of our talks
I will help you recall
And our memories may cause you to tear
But I pray they never cause you to fall

One day I'll be in a different world
A new experience to discover
At the same time I'll be by your side
But we won't physically interact with one another

And I'll be sad to see you sad
So I hope you find only the joy
In the journey we shared together
Where I'd make you laugh and feel annoyed

One day you will question this world
And think that life is too short
But don't let the grief get to you my warrior
This is your battle to be fought

I am proud of your growth
You are doing so well but can't see
How much you have evolved as a person
And how strong and centered you can be

One day you'll look at stars
And wonder if I'm somewhere in between
But I'll be right there smiling upon you
But my smile will be unseen

Just know that I am with you
I'll play songs to help remind
And be open to trusting that it's me
In the little signs that you find

Have faith in the dreams that you have dear one
It is not your imagination
I'm simply trying to speak to you 
Through my form of communication 

One day we will be reunited
Only once your mission is complete
So laugh everyday and find reasons to smile
Until the next time we meet

Copyright © Shakeela Kingzley | Year Posted 2015

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Gone too soon

I still love you
I still miss you
I still wish to share with you
I still pray for you

"But she didn't even say goodbye"

"She is in a glorified body now, no more pain"

The only thing we can do, is to love and support each other

*To my cousin who went home today to be with the Heavenly Father*

Copyright © njeri hunjeri | Year Posted 2015

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Mandela Sleeps.

I couldn't think of what to say.
I dreamt of Mandela in Eternity,
A vision of a visionary,
His legacy for posterity,
His goals complete,
His dreams achieved,
His blessed soul sleeps,
Forever at peace.
I couldn't think of what to say,
Mandela sleeps in Eternity,
Freedom his gift for posterity.
Mandela's best is yet to be-
I have visions of a visionary...
I couldn't think of what to say,
"Thank you" from humanity.

(Dated 2014).

Copyright © Julie Grenness | Year Posted 2015

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Copyright © Robin Brown | Year Posted 2013

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He sang of nature wild and free
and rode the waves upon the sea.

Found wonder in a bird in flight
and stargazed during the dark of night.

Somewhere above the muse still sings,
lifted high on celestial wings.

His soul flies over the eagle's nest,
as mortal remains are put to rest.

Riding the wind and sky above,
he sings his songs of home and love.

Country roads and apple pie;
he's left the earth to soar the sky.

Released from every earthly care,
I know he's found his mountains there.

The songwriter's gone but the music lives on.

July 5, 2015

Copyright © Janece Terry | Year Posted 2015

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Peace In The Light

Peace In The Light

I live in a drywall box
Sitting alone staring at my clocks
With landscape art hanging all around me
Its no wonder inspiration has finally found me

One day my mind forced my hand to start writing
About my parents in Heaven still fighting
Knowing their bodies lie beneath the ground
But believing that is not where there to be found

One night I dreamt of a beautiful house
It was on a sunny hill where I saw cats playing cards with a mouse
There was a young woman sitting on a porch rail
She turned to me and asked why I looked so pale

She told me she did not die
She told me I no longer have to cry
Then all of a sudden I awoke
Asking myself... “Was Mom's death some kind of horrible joke”

The Wake…The Funeral…
The Burial Mass…The Grave
Mom's dream message proved to me 
She had risen from her Coffin in the Cave

Sometimes I wonder if Mom and Dad are really dead
Or are they living in my head
Can our parents be more alive than we think
Could they be some kind of Supernatural Link

Some say this life is a trial
With certain emotions recorded in our Spiritual File
We all experience wonder, joy, sorrow and pain
Some days… it’s a challenge just to stay sane

I pray our parents watch over us from afar
I swear sometimes… Their sitting in my car
Maybe when we experience life’s emotions
Our Parents are there recording the commotion

I bet Mom sews all day
She probably still has no time to play
I bet Dad writes all day
Will my sons ever find their way

Someday I will tell everyone
That Heaven maybe closer than the Sun
And even though our parents may not be here
When we take our last breath there is nothing to fear

Because what seems like a very dark day
Is really a small price to pay 
So the next time you hear a familiar voice in your head
It could be your parents telling you they are not really dead

And I thank… GOD… I no longer have to write
Because my parents have finally found Peace in the Light
And some day when it’s my turn to go home
I will show my parents this poem   

Joseph Adam Elward

Copyright © Joseph Elward | Year Posted 2010

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On The Road To Heaven { Mom's Elegy }

<                    We are gathered here today to celebrate Bernadine Goerlich's life
                      Though taken from us to soon she has now risen to be with the Lord
                      Do not fret for greif and sorrow shall pass too
                      Let us bow our heads and pray 
                      In thy name of the Father Son And Holy Spirit  {Amen }

                      At the tender age of 70 she lived her life to the fullest
                      Raising a family of 10 she always had an xtra room
                      For she loved her God family friends and her beloved pets
                      And even heard of her always baking cakes cookies pies and italian foods
                      She really must of had her hands full with 5 boys and 5 girls

                      For Lord please cradle her in your everlasting arms
                      Wash away her sins and lift her spirit to you
                      For she has earned her wings of golden tone
                      And  now can rejoiced with her own Father and Mother
                      In God's jubliee Kingdom  Let us pray {Amen]

Entry For
Dr. Ram's
Elegy Contest
G.L. All

In Loving Memory Of Mom
{1934 - 2005 }

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2010

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In Memory of Lee

As I stare up at the sky, 
I sit and wonder why, 
God has taken you so quickly, 
when you have been saved so recently.

Only to perceive 
and I believe, 
that at Victory Baptist you came to rest, 
so that you could meet Jesus and be blessed.

Because in Heaven, 
you were expected, 
he needed you to heed his call
and be able to turn away from it all

And if you did not have a chance to say, 
good-bye to your family, 
you will be reunited with them one day 
and until then they will think of you daily.

So, now I kneel and pray, 
asking God to lift their grief away, 
that he allows her to meet them at heaven's door, 
so that they may hold her once more.

That I have to post this upsets me:
My poems are copyright. I am sharing my
poems for you to read not for you to
post willy-nilly to a website, in
your newsletter or anywhere else with out
my permission. I am available, leave me a
message. Especially to those who change
the name of my poem and not give proper
credit. You should be ashamed!

Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2014

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Rest in Heaven Mister 213

It was a clear dark night
When your voice was the only in sight,
The many years of childhood,
The "Hip-Hop Hooker,"
was the choice of many tunes,
So know, that in our genre,
We may never forget
How the regulations of the game was maneuvered,
By just 16 bars,
or how we jammed and sang,
Along in our car,
To the many soulful grooves,
This one, Nate Dogg is for you;

Copyright © shane solomon | Year Posted 2011

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Oh! How terrible as heaven weeps:
balls of blood drip from it as terror seeps
through the mind of godly humanity,
quite lost in the folds of vanity.

was Christ’s mission on earth a failure!
or did he conquer death with rigor?
today are we safe from the flames of hell?
oh! Heaven weeps, no one can tell.

rain falls in all its season making man to delight,
heavenly blood oozing and darkening this failing light.
truly man is a corrupt being 
created from god's benevolent ring.

oh how terrible as heaven weeps:
balls of blood drip from it as terror seeps
through the mind of godly humanity,
as heaven contemplates with what to do with such calamity.

Copyright © Gerald Nforche | Year Posted 2010

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My Stairway to Heaven

I wish there was a stairway 
to heaven I would go.
I could see you as my angel 
with wings all of your own
I'd tell you that I love you 
and miss you every day.
My days have felt so empty, 
these months seem like a dream.
I wish that I could wake up 
and find you here with me. 
I miss your loving arms around me,
I miss your comforting words.
You left without any warning, 
and we didn't say goodbye.
Some words were left unspoken, 
and we both had so much more to say.
If only for one moment 
or maybe just one day.
We'd share that cup of coffee
and talk about our day
I'd tell you that I loved you 
from daddy's little girl.
My life has changed forever, 
I know you know it's true.
I pray that you can see me 
and hear my cries of pain.
Please say you'll look down on me
and watch over me as you did.
And know I'll never forget you 
or the times that we had shared.
To some you were just Alan
or maybe just a friend. 
To me you were my father 
that no one can take away.
I pray that we are reunited
in the kingdom up above.
Your strength, your wisdom, your humor.. 
has made me who I am today. 

Copyright © Diana Betley | Year Posted 2011

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Cast and Crew of Heaven

In the cast and crew of heaven
Where the curtain never falls
You are a beautiful actress
Doomed to dance forever

Your hair, now long and brown,
Shimmers around your shoulders
Your eyes, dark hazelnut,
Show echoes of a past you don't remember

Your hands, they reach
For the faces of those living 
Your smile, unfaltering 
Only remembered by a few 

Copyright © Rowan Wilson | Year Posted 2016

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I was in front of BEELZEBUB, my father-
My tender father, how tender!
He was smiling at me, smiling-
He was the famed LUCIFER. Sweet father so smiling.
He is the leader of the revolution against HEAVEN
He who wants to restore the bond between heaven and hell so fervent-
Else we shall continue to deceive the earth and HUMANITY
And continue making man God's enemy.

GOD: That is not a new thing son, of the famed Beelzebub.

Here I was in the Kingdom oh hell,
A twin thousand of years old which no human could tell-
And on my head was my crown of FATE of good size-
And around my head was my AUREOLE, a copy from that of the weakling, CHRIST.

There is none as beautiful as dad 
And as transparent and divine as his friendship so fat
Which Heaven so foolishly refuses to accept. 
He is handsome without a thing as except-

GOD: His beauty is a curse from Me THE SUPREME DEITY
He is a beauty to the eyes of the evil.
Go on DAIMON. We are growing impatient.
The Tale merits many a talent.

I was in a black cassock, with black sandals on,
Cassock of the Luciferian home. I was his son.
Father is a huge Man with a handsome tail and a head with vipers-
Red-eyed, deep-voiced, and with four delicate arms with hair like spikes for THOMAS.



Copyright © Gerald Nforche | Year Posted 2010

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Merry Christmas to Heaven

As we gather around at this time of the year
It makes us wish even more that you were here
We will never grow accustom to life without you
We know that you are peaceful now
Walking streets of gold
Holding hands with the angels
And never growing old
That doesn’t change the void we feel
Opening up the presents
And sitting down for a meal
With each light on the tree that twinkles
We feel that you are close
Wishing we had the time to say that we loved you the most
Now we will share each moment in memory of you
Merry Christmas to Heaven
Merry Christmas to You

Copyright © Mary Elizabeth LeGrone-Taylor | Year Posted 2008

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Today we bow our head to pray
On this dark and dreary day
An angel got his wings today
Fly my angel fly

Your smile did once shine so bright
But now you forever sleep tonight
Guided by the heavens light
Fly my angel fly

The darkness soon will turn to shine
Your soul soars beyond the great divine
We will meet again sometime
Fly my angel fly

Copyright © Melinda Masters | Year Posted 2017

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The pain was so real for my brother Nate. We did not see the signs of the way he 
was feeling. If he cried out for help and let us know. My dear bother would still be 
hear and with the proper medicine he would begin to heal. What was you 
thinking  of that October day. When you took your own life that  ended so suddenly 
that way. Did you feel you were not loved and for that split second ended your life 
instead of calling for help before you plunged in the water. What was on your 
mind when you put your hands up with despair. And down in the water went the 
car on that October day. Did you cry out did you try and pray. Did you find the pain 
on this earth too much to cope. Dearest brother you are very missed it is sad but 
true. Have I not told you more often that I do love you. I feel a loss without you 
hear. I wish you were not gone I wish you were near. I can't stand the pain it is too 
hard to bear Too For I look to this day that I wish I can change. That I made more 
time with you my brother now it too late because you are in heaven with the 
angels on high  I will always love you my dear brother Nate you will always hold a 
special place in my heart until we meet again in heaven the most beautiful place 
where we will have no more tears and pain. Dearest brother until we meet again 
I will love you always until the day when I die I will join you then only then we will 
not depart.

Copyright © Ann Wilson | Year Posted 2006

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Prayer of a Desperate Soul

They teach me here on earth
that after life of living flesh
one of three places I shall go to
Heaven or  hell or  purgatory
Lord listen to me kindly;
If I do not fit in any of the three
and I find life there dangerous
could you allow me another choice
a place of three in one , one in three
partly paradise, partly hell
and partly purgatory
I enjoy  happiness in heaven for a while
go for hard labor in hell for some time
and for tourism, I go to Purgatory
there I am sure to meet some relatives
some friends and even my pastors
I am certain life will be interesting
that You created us to enjoy life

Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017

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Oh! How terrible as Heaven weeps,
Balls of blood drip from it as terror seeps
Through the mind of Godly Humanity-
Quite perished in the world of vanity.

The earth and all its troubles,
Have caused an earth quake of rumbles
Through the grounds of sorrowing Heaven.
Oh! How terrible, infested by many a raven.

Was Christ's mission on earth a failure?
Or did He conquer death with rigor?
Today are we safe from the flames of hell?
Oh! Heaven weeps-no one can tell-

Rain falls in its season making man to delight-
Tears of Heaven falling as rain in this dark light-
Heaven weeps because man is a cruel animal;
Man is a cruel and unpredictable mammal.

The Churches are painted with blood-
While the palaces keep growing on human loot;
The Poor Child's cries of poverty are ignored,
As Churches extort and palaces grow in their pore.

Oh !how terrible as Heaven weeps!
Balls of blood drip from it as terror seeps,
Through the mind of Godly Humanity-
As Heaven contemplates with what to do with such Calamity.....

Copyright © Gerald Nforche | Year Posted 2010

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On my Death

To the gravedigger, dear sir
let the ivy grow and the rain fall in the stele
As a flower fall from Eden, I hear the angels sing
While I slightly twist and turn in the God’s acre, so deep.
Erstwhile a soldier of war, till kingdom come, I shall remain as such.
I am not a hero, just a son who never returned 
in foreign lands and in an alien time I sleep through days and nights
as the war ends and victory levitates I do not celebrate
Just mourn over broken promises.
As in the early morning there on the sepulcher 
A blackbird sits and cries
Down to the pavements and to the catacombs
it caws and caws in despair to wake the dead.
 And as the roads that lay out of the graveyard
And the thousand miles journey
That follows, shall never be trodden.
As the church bells ring
And the crowd that follows shall pray for me,
How as of upon a very fair time and of now I ask my mother
To take me to church and lay me down at divinity
A girl and her lover meets in the burial ground
And they speak of their love in secret
Hush now , the dead are listening
Of your tryst in the graveyard 
Of every night and the sweet parting kiss,
We wonder, we covet and remember our own despair
When we hear your love song in that strange tongue.
I weep in the depths for my own tattered love
Where my lover still weeps by the hillside
Or has she moved on.
the first drop of rain, or the first piece of snow,
The first beam of light of the first cover of darkness
Strike my bed first
And while the sun keeps the moss away
I wait and wait, not for my widow
Nor for some candles in a dark stormy night
I do not wish for flowers, for I cannot smell them
To days past and nights darkened by
All I wish and could wish lay by a thousand miles 
In distance, homeward bound.
Since I cannot follow, and never make haste
I shall lay here quietly, without a sound
And dream of the seas and oceans and of clouds passing by. 

Copyright © Sitabz Garg | Year Posted 2017

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It takes 26 days to get to heaven

My angel came from heaven.. Though I had to give him back,
Too soon for my liking, for it was out of my hands.

Please let me hold him. I want to brush my lips
against his cheek. . But it was not to be,
as he would be gone in a few short weeks.

He would not die in vain I kept telling myself,
He'd not be forgotten on some dusty shelf.

A child so small can he really make 
a difference?.. Oh yes beamed our lord as my 
son made his entrance..
I will always grieve for this small son of mine,
proof of these empty arms by my side.

Yes the years have passed but the shattered
dream is still there, I have proof of this each
time I hold his lock of hair.

I know that he gave so that  others could live,
Whenever I think of him I try to remember this.

So long my dear son, please don't stray too far.
for if you do, it will surely again break my heart...

My son was born 17 weeks premature on 9/11/1988. He should have never made it out of 
the operating room alive let alone survived 26 more days.He weighed 1Lb and was only 
11'' long. By the time he died he weighed under a pound. His skin was so translucent that 
you could see through his tiny hands.I was so desperate for him to live that I enrolled him 
into an experimental study for a drug that would rapidly grow his lung tissue.He ended up 
developing pneumonia in his tiny lungs and within 24 hours we realized that we were 
prolonging his death not his life. So we ended the life support and cradled him as he 
passed. The one and only good thing that came out of this is that the drug was approved, 
and today thousands of premmies are alive because of this life saving drug. Here in 
St.paul, minnesota at the childrens hospital, there is a tree planted in his honor. The part of 
my poem that says he gave so others could live.. well, this is what i meant(the experimental 

Copyright © Christine Wessels | Year Posted 2007

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Damanation Vs Heaven

Lips all were frozen and nothing,
availed for the people knew it was time
to dwell in the damnation island full of fire
and fear o well they should have listned
to signs my dear they stood there shaking 
and begging god please and he replied
i never knew you so please leave they stepped 
one foot into that firery place and burned in damnation 
all day and for eternity.....

But there was a greater place where everyone
was jolly hopping around on gold bricks paved
clearly on a rode that lead to the king the angels
rejoiced as they so us approach and god gave us a tender
kiss as we came close i knew it was heaven from the beginning 
as well it was my life and i couldnt tell....

Copyright © miesha kurt | Year Posted 2009

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Tears in heaven

You watch from high above,
I regret what happen to us.
I should have never hurt you or questioned my trust.
I promised to love you forever,
you were my gold my so called treasure.
I was too blind to see our love drifting apart,
I thought I would always love you and you would always stay in my heart.
But the lust in my heart overpowered my love for you,
not even a million sorrys can take back what I put you through.
"I can't hurt the person I love so much," is what I use to say,
but when he would come by those words would fade away.
I couldn't resist the temptations in my heart,
yet with that one moment would change my life forever and tear us apart.
With your tears of pain and the streets being wet,
will always leave me with regret.
Within that instance you were taken from me,
without a chance to say I was sorry.
I hurt you so much I know it's true,
all I have left are the memories of the pain I put you through.
The rains bring tears to my eyes,
 because to me those are the tears that you cry.
I soak myself in your tears,
wishing you were here.
My heart should have never went a stray,
I wish for death each day.
I just want to see your face yet god is keeping me here to stay.
The tortures of my loss taps every night on my window payne.
I'm sorry for the pain I caused you deep within,
and I'm forever reminded of it when you cry your tears from heaven.

Copyright © Ruby Peralta | Year Posted 2006