Father Death Poems
These Father Death poems are examples of Death poems about Father. These are the best examples of Death Father poems written by international poets.
A Mother's True LoveLove comes in many shapes, sizes and thoughts,
the love of flowers, things, our best pets.
Love may come as that special gift,
the one gift I have...
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death, baby, love, mother,
HeroA soldier dies-a mother cries, a heart broken, words left unspoken,
So young a soldier laid to rest, a shiny medal upon his chest.
A soldier dies-a...
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death, bereavement, child, conflict, courage,
The Zombies of Zander Ranch, Part IIII.
They were locked inside, surrounded by moans,
the pained cries of Hell enveloped the home,
the rancher too broken to even speak,
while Rose went and got Sol...
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death, adventure, conflict, corruption, dark,
A FatherA Father
by Dylan Williamson
Your father is someone to protect you
Someone to help when you’re down
To help with something new
Give you a smile when you’ve a...
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angst, dark, death, father,
A New JanuaryResolutions each January I feel I must do. ...
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Categories:
death, february, january, power,
My ComputerI navigate my computer, ...
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death, computer, words, writing,
last goodbye
We sit silently in the crematorium
You are in a box, a large spray of white lilies placed on top
I hold my breath for to say...
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death, father,
Spring STRAND CHOICE 2Singing birds emerging.
Pretty flowers are blooming.
Rabbits are hopping.
In spring things start living.
Nests of eggs are cracking.
Gardens are now growing.
Written Date: 1/21/2020...
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death, bird, flower, spring,
If There Was No PoetryNo more poetry,
say it's not so.
How do I live not writing any more,
no more words and stories to express.
No more rhymes,
to pass my time.
How...
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death, poetry, words, writing,
Wrong Year Great Leap ForwardAll the birthday boys, ...
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death, birthday, boy, humor,
Golden trophy of betrayal‘I wish for his head, on a silver platter’
Mother whispered to daughter
‘Go dance my love, grant me the golden trophy’
‘I love you, mother,’ confidently
She took...
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Categories:
betrayal, dance, death, family,
Years After, I have Buried YouI tasted leaves
the season of aged skin
Below me was the ground
gray in pieces
At George Akens
I saw us sittin
in a dull orange booth
sippin long cool drinks
and...
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Categories:
best friend, death, father,
Roasted Faraway, for Pius AdesanmiBy Izunna Okafor
Beyond the shrubs of Sahara
Lifted a munt of brainy bond
Over the Mississippi of Ethiopia
Lofted a penner with his hunky thoughts
Across the bridge of...
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africa, death, life, tribute,
Indelible PartingShould I wear myself off in tears?
Should I get myself lost with beer?
Should I dare consult the seers
for the loss of a comely dear?
Can...
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Categories:
death, feelings, sad,
Beloved
Brevity perhaps was his destiny
Eternity his true fate of time
Leaving so many wounded in disbelief
Only one child were to carry on his legacy
Veiled to walk...
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Categories:
brother, death,
My CondolencesFew are the comforts to speak, oh......my
A hug strives to articulate my ...............condolences
This is the man you lived ............................for
He was so strong,..............................................your
Everything.............................................................
Respects are due,...
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death, father, heartbroken, hurt,
Talking To The DeadMission half completed,
I’d watch from behind a tombstone quite a distance away,
the crowd gathered around my accomplishment
for someone else’s final resting place.
The cortege carried the...
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Categories:
death, life,
The Death Of A Young KingTHE DEATH OF A YOUNG KING . . .
Eight of the strongest and, bravest the of warriors; were collected in all
Each chosen for their strength;...
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Categories:
death, leadership,
The Funeral ProcessionThis is the closest that I have ever been to a funeral for more than forty years, a young boy just eighteen was shot...
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Categories:
age, character, community, death,
The Lily PondThe Lily Pond
(For my father)
It was ahead.
The tight path lead there.
He heard all his dogs
yapping, swirling, exhorting.
At its edge he stood.
There was no sound now
just...
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Categories:
age, death, spiritual,