Mom Missing Poems | Examples
These Mom Missing poems are examples of Missing poems about Mom. These are the best examples of Missing Mom poems written by international poets.
what was I supposed to do
Mom said no
She didn't believe me
Mom said no
each time I told them
Mom said no
I tried all the ways to get you to stay
porch night calls
Mom said no
to get them to see
that you needed help-
more than leaning on me
Mom said no
Just a joke you said
that your brother would tie you to the bed
father-brother-you
I tried to speak but no one cared
if a troubled kid is in despair
a friendship bracelet
your treasured boon
our souls entwined, I abandoned you
Mom said no
that awkward pause
what could I do
as you stood by the door
sunk in yourself
as you did on the floor
Mom said no
a soft request
the crushing weight
"can I stay the night"
Mom said no
"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.
I carry you with me
Everywhere that I go.
In my eyes,
In my smile,
In the way I walk,
How I talk,
Even how I act and dress.
I am something of you merged,
Bits of what you were,
Pieces of what you are,
Snippets of what
..you could have been,
And as I continue,
I will become something of you never seen.
I carry you
In laugh and tears,
And memory and stories.
Most of all, I carry you
In my heart.
I carry you
As though you
Are part of me.
How lucky I should be
To carry you at all.
But how unfair it is all the same.
I shouldn't have to carry you at all.
You should be here,
Carrying your own
With me by your side
As it's always been.
Missing you is like missing a shot,
It's so very painful because everyone puts the blame of you,
It's been a little over 2 years since,
July 3, 2021,
You were able to see my mom get married again,
Though you weren't sitting in a chair down with us,
And you didn’t know how to use technology,
But I don't think you have electronics up there,
It was sad because you had died the day before the wedding,
Missing you is like missing a heart,
While being torn apart,
It had always been a discussion,
As you were not doing well,
I bet your lonely because you left everyone behind,
Your husband misses you most,
But I think we’ll all be surprised if you don't see him again before christmas,
Missing you is like missing my home.
And when I call your name
Louder than an ocean's chime,
I hope you'll find the time
To come and find me again.
even though we're worlds apart,
i hope you'll look for me
the way i always do, you.
(the way i always will.)
Thinking of you in everything I do;
gratefully, deep thoughts of you live on.
You are so missed- yet, promise it is true-
until my days expire and I am gone,
live memories remain while I pursue
exclaiming, “Mom, I love you still,” each dawn.
My dusty box of memories
can be compared to
Aladdins wonderful lamp
Yellow brass with a shiny
and elegant appearance
Everyone has a genie
that resides in the subconscious
When the lid is opened
it smells of jasmine and rose petals
feminine and unique
Feeds my heart with
the scent she loved
It did not belong to a royal person
but my dear mother
She was a woman who spent time
finding the right outfit
with different bijouterie
A wide range of jewelry, bracelets,
earrings, necklaces and rings
As an aged photo album -
I let the jewelry
run through my fingers as a rosary
Dear memories flow
Sitting under this Weeping Willow
tree, I think of yesterdays gone by.
The special times I spent with my
Mom and Dad, I reminisce and cry.
They're no longer here, God took
them to a better place, away from
me.
Mom said," If I ever leave, look for
me in the clouds my son, that's
where I'll always be."
Now I go through life wishing I had
spent more time with them.
Wishing, I could go back in time
and relive my life again.
On a beautiful sunny day when those
beautiful clouds roam free.
I see the outline of my Mother's face,
like she said, my Mother, Anais.
Nobody prepares you
For life after a loss.
All the words are the same
But they don't tell you it's hard.
They expect you to know
That waking up is weighed with guilt.
They don't warn you
About the fear of forgetting.
They don't know what it's like
Moving on with nothing left
To remember the lost by.
Everyone grieves with us
But it may be easier for them.
At least they have
More to hold onto
Other than a memory.
And while memories are special;
While we lucked out with pictures...
I won't ever get to say:
"It was my sisters" again.
I can't say, "My mom gave it to me."
Everything that belonged
And all that she gave
Has been lost to the flames.
All I have now
Is a resemblance
That will change
As I grow older
While they stay
17 and 43
Forever.
Glenn Hughes Poetry Contest - Robert James Liguori
HEAVY: Glenn Hughes:RESONATE (2016)
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I know that strange feeling
A ton weighs on my heartstrings
The Ears yearn to listen
Language of the given
The Eyes wish to rest
In the dust of land born
My gut waits unmindful
For dishes made by mom
It’s so heavy, I got to go home
To my mom, to my land, to my folk
I wanna see that teared smile
On wrinkled face of mom
I wanna feel the tap & hug
By my folk, by my kin
Every time I feel the fear
I fear death away from home
It’s a crime if you don’t feel that way
It’s a crime if you just walk away
The air of motherland
The soil of motherland
The tongue of motherland
Worth known to only
Those far away from home
You know that you’re not alone
My dearest Mom, now fifty-two years gone-
although to me, it seems like yesterday.
You were too young to leave this Earth at dawn
that dark, regretful, cold September day.
I feel your presence more than I can say
because I know your spirit lives in me-
yet miss together times I hoped would be
had not, your death left each of us alone.
Dear Mom, please know that not a day does flee
that I don't miss the smile and love I've known.
Wanted to write you a poem for mother's day
yet with all the words I can say
nothing seems to be good enough
to express the love we had for you
each time I write the tears flow
miss you like crazy mom
so make this short and sweet
mom miss you each and every day
love you more than ever
more than words can ever say
Happy heavenly mother's day.
Happy Mother's Day to all mom's
and grandmother's past and present.
Precious moments are gone
tears of a crying soul that long
here today gone tomorrow
in the heart sorrow
reaching and touching your hand
a heart that felt broken
thousands of words left unspoken
a voice no longer heard
here today gone tomorrow
all that is left is sorrow.
Back fifty-three long years ago, she left;
my Mom- at the young age of fifty-five.
Yet, she is always with me every day;
my heart and memories keep her alive.
Three growing grandkids she embraced and loved;
her gentle heart they shared for just a while.
Then, years flew by- two generations grew-
to crown her Great-Great Grandma with a smile.
I feel her presence in the things I do,
as part of her still grows and lives in me;
and everything she taught me carries on,
as I, a Great-Grandmother now, can see.
In clouds, I often see her gentle face
and know that she's with God, and not her grave-
for she's my Saint in Heaven- there to be
the inspiration I will always crave.
The months have past by so quickly that there isn't a day that dont go by, that I wish you were still here to get me through a bad day. Not a day goes by that I don't think about how well you were, until the day came when God came and took you away. They say you grieve in time,but no listen it never goes away.
Chaos and heartache, overcomes your thoughts. It detiriates your,soul. If I could hold you in my arms again. Or feel your hand on my face,wiping my tears away. It would be comfort. Momma since you passed away. I can not focus I can not grieve. My heart is hurting and I can not breathe. This heavey burden,makes me weak and breaks me. I am missing you more and more everyday.
Photographs,are memories that fade away. I miss our conversations, I miss your smiling face. Even when you weren't not feeling good, you would smile and make your pain go away. I miss you calling my name. I miss you so badly that I am going insane. Momma if I could hold you in my arms again and hear your voice, just one more time. I would never let you go, so I won't miss you, all the time.