Best Sympathymother Poems
Death Strikes
There is was, as far as I could see,
The deathly sight that would horrify many for all of eternity.
From the dark corner of the room stood a weeping mother, moping with gloom,
For her only child was swallowed up by a balloon, flailing her arms in futile desperation,
While her mother could only stare and stand,
Waiting.
I could hear the child’s screams fading into gasps,
With pain so tangible that you could grasp.
I could see the fear, brimming to the top of her eyes,
While her mother stood alone and afraid as she cried.
I could hear the child’s heartbeat slowing to a stop,
And I heard her mother’s poor wailing heart drop.
The tension in the air ceased,
But the mother could not help but be weak,
As no one––not me, not anyone else––could have prevented such as catastrophe.
And as I stood there,
Recollecting these thoughts,
I saw the awful turmoil that death has wrought.
By Karishma Devika Kumar
November 8th, 2009
You finally came home, for there is a casket a love one lay.
Why do we cry when someone we love passes away?
Is it because the way they went and we won't see them the next day?
Or maybe they left to soon and we still have more to say.
For life is a gift, a gift we cannot keep.
For life is ours to live, we cannot choose the way we fall asleep.
For there's a mother who is broken for a son she birth and raise.
And three brothers who stand strong by their mother as two sisters relive their days.
Sometimes there are no words of comfort for a mother or father who loses one of their kids.
Sometimes I feel we take life for granted and we don't take life for what it is.
To love, and cherish every moment that we live,
To be honest, true, unselfish, and willing to give.
To know the difference between rights, wrong, love, and lust.
To know that God Almighty is the only one who can forgive us.
It's time for a change for me and for you.
Don't wait for another love one to go home before you say I Love You.
Author: Jaspery Jones Jr.
J Two
Date: April 24, 2008