Memoriam Poems - Poems about Memoriam

Ask our beloved late brother John W. Ono Lennon He would tell you straight: ‘There’s No Heaven’ People on Earth are lunatic, crazy and flashy They destroy or ravage everything they see They don’t believe in brotherhood or unity Yet...Read the rest...

My grandma had this incredible way about her, you know? She'd weave wisdom into every word, like a gentle flow: "Patience and faith." Whether I was feeling lost in sorrow's undertow, bubbling over with joy's...Read the rest...

Its been a show of force since my ancestors first swam over the umbilical. A strain of Loathing rings in our ears, A dog-whistle held by my personal demon, it's engraved with my name. I smile when...Read the rest...

Summer’s gone, though still keeps going Dried are the rains of May Weatherbeaten dinghies bobbing In the shallows of the bay Moored forever to the pier Tinkle their rusty chains Seagulls crying on the veer Flying over foamy waves Ships are...Read the rest...

Art and Prose of Freedom In the realm of art and prose, we find freedom's grace, Unshackled voices, boundless space to embrace. Words dance like wildflowers in fields untamed, Creativity's fire is forever unclaimed. No rules to bind, no limits...Read the rest...

Claims bestilled north river long shores of yore, inscribed quill while floored, dry well mirror cracked, breathes clement time preclude stray minds the score, crept halls, wings, flights of stares, hearts apart prepped, Cobbled stones of years earned the...Read the rest...

The other day when you left you did so for good You had left before but you always came back you always knew you could Everytime you left it broke a piece of me away still stronger...Read the rest...

Mission statement broken promises miscued satisfactory guarantee Mount of courses Major pangs pains Tranquil mission equality Misjudge guided path Lost on the road Fables lies and stories yet I'm told Guarded yet misguided wonderful Sheltered yet home Homeless covered yet...Read the rest...

Love afore stept ...Read the rest...

I was in a perfect gallery, My journey could have been more weary. I was on a trip full of unknown necessities, I collected dirty obscurities. I used to run the errands, Massacre was another name for my commands. I...Read the rest...

Oh don’t bury courtesy on the political Prairie. Where politicians rant And tell words I can’t; Say in a crowd or even whisper out loud. Oh bury courtesy not on the political Prairie. Where the politicians...Read the rest...

One brightest star That shining in the sky Is my grandmother....Read the rest...

The silhouettes are all that remain: There is nothing left of them But the memories that have faded over the years. From generation to generation, The stories were passed down, But now they are forgotten; no one knows them anymore. So...Read the rest...

Forever extinct seems the age of classical poetry, With all its cheers from caves, cottages, marble domes and temples, When now a country honors not classical bards: O Hugh MacDiarmid, Petrarch, Ono No Komachi, Thomas Chatterton, Robert Browning,...Read the rest...

Valued photograph I have kept them all these years An album keepsake....Read the rest...