Pet Death Poems | Examples
These Pet Death poems are examples of Death poems about Pet. These are the best examples of Death Pet poems written by international poets.
The vet had been sympathetic in his demeanour
as I gently placed my beloved Shih Zhu
on the sterile stainless-steel table amongst the fumes of disinfectant.
My emotional support pet was shivering uncontrollably with fear.
It took him two days to pass away peacefully.
He was two days in passing—reluctant to give up the good fight—
brave as always when I had supported him during past emergencies.
Life is not lived in a sterile environment—perfumed with expectations—
at times my Shih Zhu had tested my love for him with his antics.
The vet had been clinically detached in his assessment as I hid my fears.
Categories:
animal, death, pets,
Two years ago, I went into debt to try to save you.
But you passed away anyway, it's sad and it's true.
I paid thirteen hundred dollars with my credit card.
When it came to facing your death, it sure was hard.
When it came to saving your life, I certainly tried.
But sadly, on the seventeenth of August, you died.
It doesn't bother me because I went into debt.
What does bother me is that I lost a great pet.
You were only six years old and you had no future ahead.
I said goodbye two years ago today when I found you dead.
[Dedicated to Puppy (2017 - 2023) who passed away two years ago today on August 17, 2023]
Categories:
animal, anniversary, death, dog,
"The pen must go where the pen wants to go. Today it went down Heartbroken Lane." By Poet
The day came in with a great start
but is going out with a broken part.
With a child's loving and young heart,
it must take a very painful dart.
today I lost my furry best friend,
in life guess some things have to end.
Her soft cream and tan colored fur,
would make me really want to purr.
The day we got her from the pound,
was all smiles and never a frown.
My little heart filled with smiles and love,
I knew she was from heaven above.
A saved rescue pet she would be,
wearing a halo for all to see.
Mommy made car riding so real,
it was always a big fun deal.
Night time we would drift off to sleep,
morning from the bed we would leap.
For a child death is always so cold,
our good times I will forever behold.
Now Angel is gone to heaven to wait,
rainbow bridge crossing has no date.
Categories:
death, child, friend, love, mom,
On a makeshift lounge in the wilderness he lay.
He knew he was dying and sensed this was his final day.
Atop of this mountain is where he wanted to be,
so he could have one last look at nature's wonderous scenery.
The local wolf pack emerged from the brush and surrounded him.
He smiled as they all gazed, he found their presence comforting.
The alpha male approached him with a pheasant locked in its jaw,
and dropped it on his lap but he could eat no more.
He pushed the dead bird off onto the ground.
The alpha male began to make a whimpering sound.
With what little strength he had left, he pet the wolf's head and said good bye.
As his lifeless hand fell, the alpha male howled as the pack joined him in his cry.
The wolf pack was in mourning, their wolf man had died.
Categories:
death,
There’s an old, abandoned pet cemetery hidden near the woods
At the end of desolate dirt road far away from neighborhoods
It’s rumored to have a haunted grave, where apparitions appear at night
Among the many old ghostly statues that during the day is a peaceful sight
Eerie cries at night and groaning sounds are rumored to be heard
Many believe it’s spirits of pet’s grief-stricken owners being stirred
On nights with a full moon, gossamer glows on stones under the moonlight
As sounds of barking, crying and meowing can evoke feelings of fright
There’s a beautiful old worn rod iron gate that surrounds the cemetery grounds
It’s kept locked and weeds have grown up over it as it remains closedown
Many see it as a godforsaken haunted and now forgotten lonely place
With painful memories of departed pets that cast an eerie light on the space
At night the gate is guarded with dog spirits of a Doberman and a Greyhound
And many have tried to capture the spirits on camera, but never to be found
Categories:
animal, death, grief, pets,
My heart is broken today
Because my cat zorro boy
Passed away
He was a bad little something
You see
He was busy like a
Buzzing bee
He watched me as if
He was giving me a sign
Letting me know that it
Was his time
As I whispered to him
Good-bye
Categories:
animal, death,
I had a green parakeet and Sparkle was his name.
When he died thirty-five years ago, it was a shame.
On the last day of April, I found him dead in his cage.
I bought him in 1981 and he died of old age.
My one parakeet outlived three blue parakeets that belonged to my mother.
Sparkle was my one and only parakeet, when he died, I did not buy another.
I owned my parakeet for over nine years and he was a great pet.
He died 35 years ago today and he was a bird who I'll never forget.
(Dedicated to Sparkle who died 35 years ago today on April 30, 1990)
Categories:
anniversary, bird, death, pets,
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust”,
The minister intoned, dismissing us.
Embraced and patted, pitying looks from all.
Letting go of my rose, the last to fall.
Thorns pricked my finger, a drop of blood dripped down…
… in the hole where mother's body is buried in the ground.
The grown ups seem to know exactly what to do.
But I feel so lost, so lost without you.
I escape all the mourners by sneaking out the back.
I climb the hill beyond my house, a well known track.
Sitting on the stump that lends the best view,
I heard a rustling in the bush, and caught my first glimpse of you!
Tattered ears and dirty fur, but glorious and lush it must be…
…Once you've been given care, and had a few meals maybe.
You were unafraid, though i think you'd been given reason
to be leery of people, but instead you squeeze in...
...beside my sitting stump, tail wagging and tongue hanging wet.
You seemed to know I was sad and you came to me to pet.
I obliged, and found my arms thrown round your neck so tight!
I cried into your smelly coat, and felt you cared, that maybe
everything would be alright.
Categories:
animal, child, death, emotions,
Our cocker spaniel Sophie had a stroke
She could not lift her head or drink water
Even after we poured some out onto the floor
We had no choice but to take her to a vet
And have her put out of her misery
Our other dog Buddy looked for her for awhile
Buddy now sleeps where Sophie used to sleep on the floor
When I am in my bed, I often feel an animal curl into the small of my back
I reach around to give a pet, but this is an angel dog
This is where Sophie always used to sleep when she got up on this bed
So even though she is supposedly gone
She is still here; I have the feel of her as proof
It gives me comfort as I feel her push into the small of my back
Death has separated no one
Categories:
death, dog,
Sleep deprived awake in sweats
And sleeping by a bayonet
I feed the guy then lay in bed
If the beast I like don't take his meds
He's creeping by my blanket step-pin
Discreet then hides and raise his head
Might see the light embrace the end
Get eaten by my favorite pet
Categories:
animal, art, death, drug,
As the September of my days befall me it crosses my mind
soon my Autumn shall pass and Winter beckons me
Are you prepared dear mortal to accept death
face it, can you look death in the eye and smile
The Greenland shark can live to five hundred years
mysterious creatures of the seas
I catch myself remembering the birth of Spring
it fades softly and slips away
My Summer years full, brass and young
too much fun for life is endless in youth.
Now body worn, showing time with aches and pains
everything falling apart held together by medical wonders
Family and friends fade from life one by one
and you always get that senior citizen discount automatically now
When you outlive your pet Macaw you know time is escaping
faith important again, finding renew meaning is frost ensues
A false belief of immortality only a child's heart can see
in the eternal youth of Spring. Winter approaches
Do you prepare everything for others to ease their life
when you are gone or do nothing for it is easier than facing
Mortality.
Categories:
death, life,
Losing a pet is like losing a piece of your soul,
A faithful companion, now gone, leaving a hole,
In your heart that feels raw and empty,
Memories of their love, oh so plenty.
Their wagging tail and gentle purr,
Their eyes that sparkled, so pure,
Their presence brought joy and light,
Now replaced by an endless night.
No more romps in the backyard,
No more cuddles, no more guard,
A void that cannot be filled,
A wound that cannot be healed.
Goodbye, old furry friend.
Categories:
animal, cat, death, dog,
It was a day that every pet owner has to face.
You died four years ago and it was a disgrace.
Since you died, I've lost more dogs than you.
My heart was broken last year when I lost two.
Just one year ago today, I had three dogs but now I only have one.
When it came to losing you and my other dogs, I would've rather been shot by a gun.
You were my baby doll and I found you dead four years ago tonight.
Each and every person who has lost a dog can understand my plight.
When I say that I loved you and my other two dogs, it's no lie.
My heart was broken three times when I had to say goodbye.
[Dedicated to Agnes (2011-2020) who died four years ago tonight on July 11, 2020]
Categories:
anniversary, death, dog,
You died half a year ago tonight and I had to say goodbye.
It was six months ago when I watched you die.
It's never easy when a man loses a dog as special as you.
If somebody says that you were awesome, it will be true.
You were in the living room with me when I watched you take your final breath.
When I had to watch you die, it was extremely painful to have to face your death.
You had chocolate brown fur and you're a dog who I'll never forget.
You died on a Saturday night and when you died, I lost a great pet.
(Dedicated to Hazel who died half a year ago tonight on December 9, 2023)
Categories:
death, dog, pets,
"You have left my side but, you will never leave my heart."
Quote _Unknown
I found a pet cemetery while exploring,
and meandered thinking of my own pets gone;
I read meaningful inscriptions for cats and dogs,
that were so full of love that they made me cry.
Oh yes, if love could have saved my pets
they would still be with me and not a memory.
Categories:
death, pets,