Best Jason Poems


A Poem For My Cousin Jason Funeral

thinking back on all the days me and Jason used to play he was never mean and 
never hurtful he was always kind and gentle i still don't know why he desided to 
go away since he did we all kneel and pray that we'll see him again some day.

Premium Member Favorite Legend

My favorite legend still has salt on it,
white freckles left from the sea of Colchis.
If you search carefully, 
you might even find a whisp of golden byssus
slipping into your palm. 

Chart laid out,
course set for the ram of Phrixus;
fleece beyond the friendly sea
one must brave the clashing rocks.
The gods will have their game,
but none can tame Lord Jason
but Medea,
daughter of Aeëtes,
high priestess of the temple,
beloved niece of Circe, who turned all men to beasts.

How many months at sea,
men slowly turning bronze behind the oars,
only men for company and out sight of shore. 
How they must have bathed in the sea
as bare as fish
and just as quick and shining.
How well they mastered ropes and sweat,
muscles wrapped around their bones.

Who remembers who mended the sail?
No one. Yet on they sailed!




March 3rd 2020

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Jittery Jason

A jittery dude we call
JASON
 Wanted to excel as a
MASON
He laid concrete down
Then spread it around
When dried he had someplace to
PACE ON


My Sons Jason and Jeremy

Just remember this and never forget
the things that people told you about me,
is be written in this poem so you know
what was really said.

Never a day went by that you 2 were not
on my mind, sons like are very few.
Your faces as sweet as could be, eyes
as blue as the oceans.
Blonde curls fell around your heads and 
your smile lite up every room.

The day you guys were born I cried as I 
held you tight, your little fingers holding
mine oh how blessed I truly was.
Did you know God sent you guys to me than
you were stripped away on that July day.

I thank God for you daily and I tell him I will
obey and love you guys everyday.
If there were a definition of how sons should
be it would be my sons Jason and Jeremy.
My life has meaning, purpose and reason now 
because God brought us together again.
Written By: Rhonda Hero

Jason Faery Tale

Jason had a friend,
It was the Undertaker,
Jason had a fight,
And did a massive piledriver!

Jason had a deal,
With Freddy Kruger,
Got to start killing field,
Scaring new kids on the block.

Jason met his mother,
And stayed in Bates motel, 
Found he has a lost older
brother,
Who is a freaky peeping tom.

Jason learnt from Norman 
Bates,
Settled in his home sweet 
home, 
Got poisoned and back 
stabbed,
Made him mad enough to 
spilt Norman in half!

Jason now is all alone, 
No friends or foes, 
Will the devil take him to Hell,
Or angels save his soul?

A Tribute To Jason

Just nineteen
So much of his life yet to be seen
When you feel all alone
You’re not...just pick up the phone
When you are feeling blue
Know there are people here for you
There is a light
You just need to find the strength to fight
It may be dim now
But soon it will glow
Life is full of ups and downs
Happiness, sadness, laughter and frowns
Despite the contrary
It's all temporary
It can change in the blink of an eye
Ending your life leaves your family to wonder why
Why you did not turn to your family and friends?
Why did you choose to seek an end?
To a life that had only just begun
A song that hadn't finished being sung
There were still so many chapters of your story to write
So why, why did you end your life?
Why didn't you put up a fight?
It just doesn't seem right
To those struggling please seek help
There are still so many flowers to be smelt
Join the walking angels and support a worthy cause
No one should have to come home to an empty house or endure such a loss
A house filled with memories of a loved one
Whose battle was not won

Copyright Lori Harrington 2017


Lost By Jason Feria 8th Grade

I am unsure of what to do
I'm speechless
I feel so isolated
I am unsure of where to find help

I'm very confused
I have no idea where I went wrong
My life seems monotonous
I can get a little exasperated sometimes

I am hopeful to find someone new
I've been emotional... I guess life moves on
The situation was painful
I am in need of talking to someone new

Jason

I walked away from your side
Left broken by the lies
7 years of wasting my time
ran down from my blue eyes
You were loved so deeply
I saw the man you should be
you broke off little piece of me
taking all that makes me bleed.

I cant forgive you anymore
I'm fighting a losing battle
my faith is left torn
its too much for me to handle

Not strong enough to stay
to look at blue eyes that plea
I have a right to walk away
so the mirror wont betray me

Jason Voorhees

The way I kill every poem you'd think I was Jason Voorhees with a pen
I commit beautiful murder when I get gory with the ink
If you love a horror story, I'm your shrink
I'm Jason Voorhees with a pen

The way the ink leaks on the page you'd think it was blood
Give your food for thought about hate, and watch it drink away your love
We live in a world where love is taken but rarely given
Nightmares can Be beautiful, but you'd rather think of them as a scary vision

There's beauty in ugly, and good in bad if you look at it right
Depression was the favourite to win, but I put up too much of a fight
Stabbed in the back so much, I now laugh when they put in the knife
I provide the truth for all those who don't want to be stuck with the lies

Bipolar mixed with anxiety and depression, just trying to get this madness working
Life changes shape more often than Kylie Jenner when she visits her plastic surgeon
Jason with a machete is less dangerous than I am with a pen full of ink
I Make ugly look beautiful and change the way you think

The way I kill every poem you'd think I was Jason Voorhees with a pen
I commit beautiful murder when I get gory with the ink
If you love a horror story, I'm your shrink
I'm Jason Voorhees with a pen
© Alex Duffy  Create an image from this poem.

Madusa, Son of Jason

Beauty falls on hallowed halls
Hair of the snake beheaded calls
The Goddess Shield
He knew, She would come
.
Sail on, a Map was given
Sang a Stallion ‘bout gates of heaven
Made us as, the fish in a sea
Madusa named the dates that be
Muse as she is, she could always see
Stone heads are alive, same as you and me.
© Izzy Gumbo  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Jason

   Strange new neighbor,
   Smoking outside.
   Comes over to talk,
   Pet my dog.
   While I stroll by.
   Said he had never seen me before,
   Walking my dog past his door.
   Seems to watch everyone.
   Wonder if his brain is undone,
   Or maybe just a friendly soul.
   Peering out at a world he beholds.

Freddy Vs Jason

you just ripped my heart out of my ****in’ chest, 
i swear that i tried to do my best, 
but it was never good enough, 
lately i’ve been lookin’ rough, 
i can’t stay asleep because you awaken me,
it’s like you’re shakin’ me, takin’ me, over completely, 
here, come with me sweetie, my own personal Freddy, 
you haunt me, and taunt me, tell me you don’t want me, 
you kill me, you steal me, away every single night, 
drawin’ my mind backwards, forced to relive every single sight, 
you creep back into the night, i see a white light, 
and start chasin’ it, like Jason did, erase a kid, 
now he’s got the mask on, he’s dangerous, 
pickin’ up the chainsaws, tellin’ me it’ll be painless, 
and Freddy’s comin’ at me with the blade claws, 
close my eyes and turn my brain off, and then i fade off…
© Erin Evans  Create an image from this poem.

Jason

god has me continuously help thee you must be special too he that has so many spirits in the sky did you know we could die!a special  gift god tell me I have as he begs me too help you his love seeps though!jason I know who you tell me you are as my heart god does scar.will I ever see the one you loved so or in another life will I have too rain too see this man Jason I know is supposely his name.how many times has he truly saved me or is it your angels I can't see!god he has too prepare them for what is too come he is your smoking gun.let him kill every man that destroy your will before revalations gets here!now Jason save these christens for me even though you they will never see for your gods helping hand truely I consider you a friend for saving American Christians minds all through your life sorry about the pain and stiff in your military career.

Jason

You stare at me  as  I
comfort the baby.
He's born when the Heaven is rejoicing.
He's perplexed to see his parents
whom he takes as strangers.
Yes ,you are our creation.
An identity of our LOVE.
A ray of hope in adversities.
We call you our JASON.
Your selfless cries
rejuvinates our lost glory.
It rekindles our innocence.
A Renaissance of our souls.
We become  more determined 
to further our MISSION.
We vow to live for you.

Jason If Your Listening

I miss you 
But I can’t let anyone know
God dam it I hate you
Because that’s what is expected of me
wow I love you
I didn’t know I could feel this way
I’m so close to following you
I know that’s what you knew I would do
I can’t believe I m saying this
I need you
I don’t think I can go on
Without you
That’s right I’m packing
A fresh round in my pistol
Almost ready for my trip 
Transportation in my hand
No need for tickets
I got a first class seat 
For the price of the pain and hurt
Ill cause to those around me 
I’m sorry
I write on a single sheet of paper
I took out of my sisters’ book
She’ll notice soon enough
I seal it with a kiss 
Wanting every one to know
Just how much I really do love them
Tears streaming down my face
And for a brief moment I hesitate
What if the first shot doesn’t kill me?
 it I tell myself
 
Then I’m gone…

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