Best Deathday Poems


Borrowed Time

God shows us tht our life we live is 
borrowed 
To live ur life cuz ur not gauranteed 
tomorrow
he recently made a mistake tht 
forever changed our life   
He took away my cousin after only 
12 yrs of life  
well never get chance to   to see wht 
he could b
y take away good people tht this 
world really  needs       
So many people choose to live the 
wrong way
They take life they were givin for 
granted every day         
I dont kno if I can ever move on and  
forgive 
that cuz his mistake my cousins life 
wa short lived 
I been thru so much tht my heart 
has gone numb
my aunt has to suffer thru life w out 
her son      
Id give anything for the chance 2 hv 
another day 
2 tell him how much hes truly 
missed day after  day
To kno tht hes touched our hearts in 
a special way
its not fair tht his life was dealt w 
unlucky fate
 He will never b forgotten hes 
changed our lives forever
Im thankful for the time we got to 
spend together
well always remember his 
unforgetable legacy
 tht he truly is an angel tht we were 
blessed to get to meet   
 Losin him makes me realize tht life 
is to short 
To c the good in me I never saw 
before      
Tht I should  b happy w the life god 
gave me
To finally show.people tht person I 
can b
 to remember life isnt gauranteed 
tomorrow      
To do sumthin good w the time he 
let u borrow 
I want to let him know tht he didnt 
die in vain
Tht his life here made the world a 
good place        well never forget the 
day  god took him to c
that special place tht only angels like 
him get to b

Heroin Aka Brown Lady

Horse's, goat's ,the herb's and the hen's, 
A picture of the idyllic blend.
A handsome chap at this stage was he,
A prouder man there could not be.

Though strong and wise she found his chink,
The brown lady came and gave him a wink.
Euphoria soaked him to the skin,
Just once more say's he, I'm not weakening.

Brown lady engulfed him from every side,
His life now not his,  leaves only his pride.
It's only a blip I can sort this he'd shout,
As he sells his last hen and his family walk out.

He held down a job with his head still up high,
A struggle each day with a tear in his eye
The creases get deeper, the strange hue of his skin.
There now was a void where a person had been.

Thirty years he clung on as he carried this sin,
His daily routine, find a vein left within,
Valentines day he did give up the fight,
The brown lady won.  Finally taken her flight.
Form: Rhyme

Dark Day

The day had dawned with promises of times good
When the little child was begging for food
Hadn’t seen a morsel in days, still didn’t have it in sight
Would the Gods in heaven pity my plight?

The day had dawned and the nation saw rays of hope
Although Oh! Father, they found you hanging at the end of a rope
Unable to bear the grief of seeing his children die
Lying around, like birds that couldn’t fly

The day had dawned and the flag was hoisted
Pomp and show followed, banners were posted
But I didn’t get a grain of rice, even though I tried
And I watched, as of starvation, my brothers died

The day had dawned, and we’re independent they said
Free from the clutches of an anarchist figure head
But why am not free from this destitution
What did I get from freedom, or a new constitution?

Should I believe the hollow words of the proponents of this theory?
For their words are like icing on an undemocratic pastry
Or should I look around and trust what I see
Not a drop of water, not a standing tree

Look at the sky, God! Has the day dawned?
Look around you, and wave your magic wand
Rid the world of sorrow, set things right
Because for the little child, it isn’t dawn, it is still night


Fleeting Rose

The wind whispers secrets of time.
   Time that passes as swiftly as the whispering wind.

 Who gazes at the desert rose?
  ..with its fleeting beauty and it's unique pose
 ...the day it was born, the day it goes?

 He who lines the stars in place,
  He knows each name, He knows each face.
And the wind whispers once and its gone forever.
 Forever, the desert rose sleeps.
  Alas, as it's starry audience weeps.

We Said Goodbye a Thousand Times

We Said Goodbye a Thousand Times

Don’t be sad about my parting
Don’t feel like you never said goodbye
For you and I both know deep in our hearts
That We Said Goodbye a Thousand Times
And shared so much love and joy every day
 
Be happy that I am now at peace
Be joyful that I have lived a wonderful life
Be happy that we have shared so much together
 
And remember I am always with you in a thought and a sigh
Every day when you see the beauty in nature think of me
Every day when you see the colorful flowers think of me
Every day when you see a frisky animal prancing around think of me
Every day when you look into the eyes of someone you love think of me
 
And know beyond a doubt that I am with you in everything you do
And know beyond a doubt that I am with you in everything you say
And know beyond a doubt that I am with you in every quiet moment of your life
 
Don’t be sad about my parting
Don’t feel like you never said goodbye
For you and I both know deep in our hearts
That We Said Goodbye a Thousand Times
And shared so much love and joy every day
Form:

The True Meaning of Death

I know the day will come I know the time is near I know some if not all will fear
what does this really mean we know it may start off slow or it may come in 
such a roar when our bodies begin to go cold when we can't eat no more is this the finally stage

when we are laughing thinking having a toast or two who knew that someday 
we will all feel such pain and fear that one  can imagine when we hear of 
someone else passing  on sometimes we think of our own faithful day

sometimes with our eyes completely closed sometimes with our eyes wide open
just staring into death door hoping that day won't hurt like it did with someone else
this day must come to pass in the meantime we continue to laugh and push this day

in the back of our minds hoping that when it comes we will quickly see the sun
from that day on no one will hurt anymore all the fear will be forever gone a new
life will begin this death day has come to an end
Form: Rhyme


By the Chalk-White Cliffs

By the chalk-white cliffs of Dover
Where the English country ends
There we watch the ferries going over
Some in some out, the usual wend
In our youthful common blithe
There we sat on cliff-grass wasting
Wasting time and never hasting 
On the meadows reaped by scythe
So meet us here one day my friend
When your meadows also end
With a scythe to reap your spoils
So you can board the ferry outbound to the peaceful, foreign soils 

By the glossy calming ocean
That reflects your face, your past
Stuck in pondering past emotion
As the waves come in to cast
A new reflection of the sea
Where your long-lost memories squander 
To a worldly town a yonder
In a book of your debris
So meet us here one day my friend
When your meadows also end
With a scythe to reap your spoils
So you can board the ferry outbound to the peaceful, foreign soils
Form:

Luna

Leaving this place where my life has been,
        Frighten to close my eyes for it might be the end,
  My faith has seldom been tested,
               Though my years are still young,
My heart senses the certain death that is to come,
             And day by day I come close to this end,
and powerless to rewind the time,
                  So I am hunted by the black angel,
who awaits my company to join the others,
           who left this earth without a choice

Twenty-Four Hours and Counting (Audrey)

Jesus help my family when I'm gone
O God, be merciful to my family

Bless the good I've sown
O God, be merciful to me

Spare me from the evil I've shown
O God, be merciful to me

My loves are close to my heart; my loves are close at home
O God, be merciful to my family

One more second, one more day to be known
God has been merciful to me!

For Audrey's contest themed one day left to live in the kyrielle form.
Form: Kyrielle

The Approach

Hearts racing.
Soul is shacking
Afraid of what lies beyond
Each day pasting
Drawing me closer to that day 
Slowly or even fast
Who knows how long this life will last.
The cold touch of death begins to approach 
Not knowing what to expect.
Is there a life after death?
Or is it just the end of my world
Do I sleep for eternity?
Do I wake from this deep sleep?
No body truly knows.
Form:

The Clouds Above Nova Scotia Will One Day Become Rain In the English Streets I Roam

the clouds above nova scotia
will one day become rain in the english streets i roam

the bombs dropped in foreign lands
will one day fall on all our hopes and homes

the bullets that end lives so abruptly
will one day silence us all
day

Funeral

Funeral
A gray day, long and windy
A long line, sad and weary
A loved one lies still
Never to celebrate again
All there wear black
All there morose and mourning
A day of silence
A day to say goodbye
© Nick Faber  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

My One and Only Man

i know we were only together for a year
but i held you in my heart so dear
the love we shared was more then strong
i can't believe it lasted so long
nothing ever broke us apart
you told me i was forever in your heart
i did not see it coming the day i turned eighteen
it was almost as if it were a dream
you got on your knee and proposed to me
i did not know what to say you see
i thought for a minute and then said yes
you smiled at me and said your the best
i knew i wanted to spend my life with you
all of my dreams were starting to come true
the next day we went to size the ring
listening to the song we sing
in the car i was talking about the letters we need to send
i did not know this was going to be the end
someone ran a red light and hit our car
i had hit my head really hard
i woke up in the hospital and the nurse had said
I'm sorry but your fiancee is dead
i could not believe that it was true
i did not know what i was going to do
i cried so hard because it hurt so bad
i will never be happy i will just be sad
i sit here right now with the ring in my hand
i will never forget you my one and only man.
me
Form: Rhyme

Wake Up Call

She gasped the whole day of being ignored, the day before she engaged in a drug 
deal, she've heard of it, never thought of it but crack kills.
Injecting her body, gave herself to illuminati, walks with a switch as if being a hottie.
That night she injected too many times, forgot everything that was in mind, she was 
far from kind.
No one knew her they only knew she was part of the game, she dropped with no 
indenity, a life destroyed that goes to infinity.
Awakens her from a dream, of course she had to scream, the first thing she did was 
let down the team, denied dirtiness and stayed clean.
Dream of that kind didn't happen often, throughout the dream she pictured herself 
laying in a closed coffin.
Form: ABC

She Gone.

i`ve always heard things happen for reasons people come people go and life is`nt what you 
expect, the day our lifes changed and our souls got weak, some almost felt as if the couldnt 
speak was the day we lost you and we didnt know what to do. the moment i heard "shes 
dead" was all these thoughts goin through my head. is my aunt really gone? is it really this 
real? i could almost scream knowing what just happened aint a dream. but like people say 
things happen for reasons her dying was the only way. life without you wont be the same but 
one sunny day or one stormy night we will maintain . if all our tears could build a stairway to 
heaven you could meet us halfway but god whispheard in you ear and said "come here"
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