Loved One Poems - Poems about Loved One

I swim in the weight of what once was, where your laughter rippled like sunlight on waves. Now the tide pulls heavy, a silent hush, as grief drags deep into shadowed caves. Your touch—once the shore I reached with ease— is now a ghost in the ebb and flow. The water whispers in mournful pleas, carrying echoes, I dare not let go. Each...

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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...

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Close your eyes, it's all about you The pain of losing a loved one is beyond words Many responsibilities upon your shoulders Hope and courage you'll have to share To those loved ones whose heart need consoling Need to have a heart of steel to outdone weakness Paint smile to others to show encouragement Whose cynosure eyes tend to show some mercy There's...

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Poem for Dad Of flesh and blood that nature gives to our breath must one day be given back for life was lent by Earth's hand and now it is returned Dad though lives always in us He is the movement of the swaying tree The light that dawns our day He is the sparkle glistening on the sea The energy of the wave He is...

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Nothing stops me from missing you, pictures in memory Is what i have left of you, Living thru the pictures on my phone, It's not my ideal on how I want life too go . My eyes keep getting hard to dry. My dreams that's the...

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Live every day to the fullest and appreciate the time you have here Tell the people in your life how much you love them and hold them near You can be called up to heaven any time without warning, the timing of which you may never know In most instances, you are probably not ready to go Everyone's journey...

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I remember being eight years old, Crying over the most valuable person in my life being ripped away. I Remember being eleven years old, Screaming ' you' at your grave, Filled with anger and despair, Wanting to visit you in the devil's lair. I remember being thirteen years old, Suicidal thoughts consumed my mind, I wanted to be with you, Because life was not...

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The body dies, an end to its sojourn, The soul transcends to another region, A treasure is gone, For this, we mourn. Are we prepared for the inevitable? Can we keep the music pleasurable? Knowing that the souls of the departed abide, Though from our view they hide. If only we could see the departed, Hear them tell us how they fare, Perhaps we won’t...

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I lost a friend so long ago Back in the juvenile years of life To witness death, too young, But Universe thought it wise To show death to a child. I saw her laid in a box covered with lively flowers And lifeless notes of goodwill Against my cheeks, I felt Two hot springs crawl, I wondered how can anyone Be...

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Dad lying on the bed; when he saw me, his eyes glinted. He tried to rise and sit; I extended help and lifted. ...

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The body lies still, no breath to take, A loved one's gone, a heart does break, But where does the essence of the soul go, Beyond this life, do we truly know? Do we grieve for the body, now at rest, Or for the spirit, forever blessed, Released from the bounds of earthly pain, Free to roam, to love again? If we could...

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Nostalgic of my Mom’s death… … almost two decades ago… then of my Dad’s demise--- --- in 2019--- here am I gripped with blest serenity knowing that they both are with the Creator by virtue of their faith in the Saviour Who promised wondrous eternal life to those that put their trust in Him--- the Way, the Truth, the Life. Reminiscing those agonizing moments… here am...

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Death of a loved one Fifty-five years! More or less! I did not know, then, How, to your adieu, o mother, I said Amen; Later, like the ache of an amputated limb, Existence, like a gloom-glaring jail cell, grew grim...! I know, from the frail earthen pitcher of physique, Your soul, O my mother, that, for long, was homesick; Had taken its...

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In the Church, I met a woman quite old, Bending under the weight of years. I wonder what made her steal my attention. Was it her struggle to hold back her tears? Despite her frail stooping figure She seemed to have an indomitable will. Defeating all infirmities of age, she stood, With a face though sad, yet tranquil and still. Strange enough,...

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My life sailed in the caring river of affection, flowing from the fountain of my mother’s love through the fostering landscape she created for me to travel fulfilled to where I am today. As the bud of my being started to unfurl, I didn’t realize the bloom would have sunset tinge, tarnished by the shadow of the dark cloud of...

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