In Memory Poems | Examples

To the White Rose of Germany , In memory of Sophie Scholl and the White Rose resistance group

In halls where silence cloaked the dread,
You raised a voice, though fear had spread.
With leaflets fluttering like doves in flight,
You lit a candle in the night.

Not with guns, nor iron might,
But truth and courage, fierce and bright.
A rose in winter, pure and still,
Defying hate with steadfast will.

Your words, like whispers through the air,
Asked hearts to feel, to act, to care.
Against a storm of brutal lies,
You stood with clear and open eyes.

Though gallows claimed your final breath,
You did not bow, not even in death.
Your petals fell, but not in vain—
They bloom where conscience dares remain.

White Rose of Germany, proud and free,
You taught what strength and soul must be.
A bloom of hope in darkest hour—
Forever grace, forever power.

Still in Memory

As fate will play its role 
And legend will tell
For super stardom and limelight
The greatest have fell
The Silver Screen, fortune and fame
Rock-n-roll will never die

From Janis to Jim
Bonham to Bon
They given us so much
Elvis to Lennon
Jimmi and Randy
They had the touch

Let's not forget 
Stevie and Kurt
Take a walk down that well beaten path
You're all still in memory
Hidden by Heaven's Par can lights 
Well see you in the past

In memory of Gizmo guinea pig

You flew beside me, small and brave,
From west coast skies to the ocean wave.
Tucked in close, not a sound you made,
Just calm little heartbeats, never afraid.

I gave you a friend, a buddy to share,
Skipperely wheeked, and you both were a pair.
In cozy corners, you’d nuzzle tight,
Two little souls curled safe each night.

But illness came like a thief in the night,
And you, sweet Gizmo, began to lose your spark.
We trusted a hand that wasn’t so kind
He never looked close, never gave time.

He chose the needle when there was still fight,
Never tried gas, never made it right.
Didn’t give you what might’ve healed,
Just rushed the end, a fate sealed.

And I was left with a heart torn wide,
Empty space where you once lied.
No more your squeaks, your gentle stare,
Just silence and Skipperely waiting there.

But you were more than fur and paws
You were love without a single flaw.
You knew my voice, you knew my scent,
And in this world, that means so much.

So rest, my boy Gizmo, my sweet little friend,
This isn’t goodbye, love doesn’t end.
I’ll see you again, where skies are wide,
And you’ll hop to greet me, just by my side.

In Memory Of

So many friends came to say goodbye
Remember the good times, not going to cry
You were such a part of everyone you knew
A special someone for everything that makes up you
Hard to accept that you are no longer here
Keep waiting for the moment when you reappear
It really hit me, hearing the songs you wrote
Nobody else could quite hit that same note
You just had the voice, perfect for that sound
Never could be matched, from anybody around
You've always been a part of us, somewhere in the background
It doesn't feel right, not having you around
This may have come late, but now I realize
You have always been a special part of our lives

In Memory Of My Lost Loved Ones

Standing here by the shore
Far beyond my long gaze
I see the earth and sky closer
My memory turns into quiet sea
That reflects through generations
Every thoughts I have is all
For everyone I dearly love whom
Like dew on grass - pure, sincere
And filled with light but now long gone
Time slows down to let me whisper
To my ancestors in the silent hill
Where candles on graves light not for sadness
But remembrance as lanterns of hope
Lighting their souls to heaven's home
Let the God of destiny hear my sadness
As I can't hold my tears to fall
Mix to the waves as additional salting
My intermittent gasping is my deepest sympathy
To my memory to my lost loved ones.

Saved in Memory

Darling Judy, here I am
Howling at the moon
I just cannot understand
Why did you go so soon
Only angels know, but they
Never speak to me
Wasn’t near you that day
Where I should have been
I can’t see you in my dreams
That I’ve seen before
They return like waves at sea
I don’t know what for
If you only knew, my love
What has become of us
Can we date somewhere above
In the cosmic dust?
Not a sign from you, no word 
But a fact you’ve gone
And this sudden loss you brought 
Will be carved in stone
Our google photo albums 
I am looking through
You’re adorable dependence 
My eternal you
Here’s your olive tree, and lawn
Flower beds, and hose 
Saved in memory, you’ve gone
But your garden grows.

Sonnet for a Loved One - In Memory of Kim

We lose our loved ones since life is wayward. 
For everyone, the breath of death, it stinks.
Its kiss, calamitous shame. E'en flowers
turn martyrs, beauty burns, and despair sinks.

A proud mother barred from her cherished calf.
She hates the dark hole, black toll, worthless tomb 
which stakes a Cross, and none will wish to laugh
when elephant sorrows sit in their room.

Delivering the soul that once possessed
this womb, love's fired quiver, miracle born
to seed fresh wonders ~ we had been blessed
to follow your springtime steps too-soon shorn. 
     Now, standing as rainbows still scroll skies wide,
     our hopes on Calv'ry stayed, whate'er the tide.

In Memory Of Rod Serling

Crossing over
into the realm 
of non-description
reference and paradigm
sleep alone

Borders falling inward
upon themselves
leaving only what
the mind forgoes
—and the soul forbids

(The New Room: 1-15-2025)

Better in memory

I get excited every year
To be down by the river
And to enjoy the 3 meals a day
To see all my relatives
To play fun games all night 
To sing songs around a campfire
But now it’s all seems so different
The river has lost its charm
The food doesn’t taste as good
Most of my relatives don’t come anymore
The games get cancelled by the rain
The campfire isn’t as warm

Better in Memory

She was such a lovely person.
She never judged, and was always helpful.
She kept her composure when I couldn’t.
She never snapped, never got angry.
But now I know.
I know what was said behind my back.
I always thought she was so kind.
She trusted me with her secrets so I trusted her with mine.
With my secrets she fled.
She spread them like the plague.
I wished for them back,
I sat there and I begged.
I always thought she was my best friend,
Now I’m not surprised it came to an end.
But thank you anyway,
You kept me busy and kept me feeling alive.
Just know, nobody laughs at my jokes like you did.

Better in Memory

Better in memory
It was an adventure.
It was community.
It was friendship.
But with time, all things must fade,
Just like a mascarade.
Long long long ago,
I would play,
In the blocky world of make believe,
Nothing built can last forever,
As so they would say.

better in memory

Dear younger self,
You are beautiful, your skin was never “to” dark
It is just fine, infact it’s perfect. Don’t base your skin color on your worth.You are enough.
Live in the moment, don’t spend your childhood years trying to grow up.
You’ll look back wishing mom sent you into your room for a nap as a punishment. As weird as it may sound you’re going to miss being able to take a nap without having any repercussions.
Also enjoy the time you have with the family, Because before you know it you’ll be a senior ready to graduate and move states as soon as you get that diploma and you’ll go from being able to walk down the hall to your siblings room to tell them your day. To having to call them on facetime and only seeing them on holidays. 
Cherish the time you have with  grandma more because before you know it youll go from being able to call her everyday to speaking to a stone wishing it could talk back to you. 
Lastly just live in the moment don’t rush things.

Better In Memory

The Sun shone on the vast open land
Hardly bothered by a single cloud
Everything was wonderful
The bikes, were even quite loud
The sun was warm
And the breeze was brisk
The only thing to make this better
Is me on a bike, going real quick
What a time to be alive
Me hanging with my friends
It's such an amazing day
Could only hope it never ends

In Memory of Nana

In sharing my thoughts about Nana...
Where do I even begin?
Her smile that lit up every room?
Her sparkle? Her mischievous grin?

Her rib cracking hugs have been mentioned a lot
By the friends who she mutually adored.
Many felt inspired by her courage, her faith
And her trust in the Sovereign Lord.

Her sense of humour was second to none.
She loved banter as much as the rest.
She enjoyed Disney movies and light-hearted shows.
But MasterChef, for her, was the best.

But most memorable of all, as all would recall
In her life from the very start 
Is the person she was to all who she met -
Her loving soul. Her caring heart.

In Memory Of Pale Male

In the heart of Manhattan, where the city thrives,
Lived a hawk named Pale Male, with piercing eyes.
On a grand Fifth Avenue ledge, he made his nest,
A symbol of nature, in the urban crest.
With feathers so light, and a spirit so free,
He soared above skyscrapers, for all to see.
A legend in the park, where he chose to dwell,
His story, a tale New Yorkers would tell.
Through seasons he watched, as the city changed,
From winter’s chill to summer’s range.
With a mate by his side, and chicks to rear,
He brought a touch of wild, to the city’s veneer.
For over three decades, he graced the sky,
A beacon of hope, for every passerby.
Though he’s now gone, his legacy remains,
In the hearts of those, who remember his reign.
On May 16, 2023, he took his final flight,
Leaving behind memories, shining bright.
So here’s to Pale Male, the hawk so grand,
Who made his mark, on this bustling land.
May his spirit soar, in the skies above,
A testament to nature, and a symbol of love.

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