Child Death Poems
These Child Death poems are examples of Death poems about Child. These are the best examples of Death Child poems written by international poets.
age, confusion, death, family,
Found the words to say so now here it goes
I hope you don't mind I'm not very good at Prose
Younger than my mother,...
the red ran ...
trickled slowly from mouth's
corner down to where it
disappeared beneath the collar of
the little boy's SpongeBob
bleached white turning crimson ...
the streak wound
death, child, murder, sorrow,
The Old Country Cemetery
bereavement, death, death of
I wandered down an old country lane
A shadowy stroll into the past
An old cemetery laid still in the shade
A resting place at last
Here, long ago,...
child, conflict, death, philosophy,
my father told me once
life, my boy, is give and take
—never forget! and he was still
promptly my teenage mind
set to work and i reasoned:
death, america, child, dad, marriage,
Born-In Virginia on February 22,1732.
Siblings-The first of six children. ...
Scent of Death
death, allusion, bereavement, heart, lost
You narrators from far, from my chamber I call. Take the story that I've told & may you tell it to all...
& so it began,...
christian, death, emotions, faith,
Lost and alone my heart cries
Into a million pieces it seems broken
My mouth utters, Lord Why?
From this nightmare, may I please awaken.
All the stars...
A Little Memory-Spot
death, child, cry, dog, family,
When I was only seven and happy we moved
leaving my very best friend Spot behind
leaving a family member
I cried for many weeks
I missed my best...
death, angel, baby, birth, child,
Weep not disconsolate souls,
this grief is His design,
to save the innocent seed which He gave,
rest from your anguish and pain,
The Loss is no...
The last embrace
absence, death, i love
As a child ,
everything and everyone is forever,
for me there was no death no fear.
As I grew up
I learnt the truth the hard...
What has become of me
confusion, dark, death, deep,
What has become of me
From the child that loved to play,
To the friends that once where ,
The love that came as a spur....
Wrapped like a papoose
In those dark, damp
Fog shrouded nights,
I can feel you whisper
“We will meet again.”
And this time you’re showing off,
Your translucent skin
The Middle Children
death, children, humanity, inspirational, time,
Be it that I am doomed to walk the Earth
In fear of time - measured in mere fractions;
Starlight grants me comfort with twinkling mirth,
Oh Spirit What This To Do With Me
death, death of a
Oh Spirit What Have This To Do With Me?
Asleep or wake I do not know, but the voice I heard said let us go. There...