Death Missing You Poems | Examples
These Death Missing You poems are examples of Missing You poems about Death. These are the best examples of Missing You Death poems written by international poets.
The Fourth rose hard fire tracing lines across the sky
Then you went quiet slipping past the noise without reply
Vietnam lived in you like a shadow that never left
A war carried inward silent disciplined and deft
At fifty you stepped out of the world with no parade
While fireworks kept burning blind to the cost you paid
Now each July Fourth stands rigid cold and bright
And July Fifth returns thirty years held in that light
I saw a wild daisy, and it made me think of you.
Standing tall and strong, out of rocky soil it grew.
A sadness crept over me like none I ever knew.
I missed the nearness of you.
Your smile, our chats, holding your hand.
When I saw that flower defiantly stand,
sunny face upturned towards the sky
I am reminded that death is not goodbye;
perhaps this is you come to say hi.
No longer smell I the breath, see the chest rises;
No longer do I see those beautiful hazel/brown eyes;
Never on this side of heaven, shall I hear the voice;
Nor will I feel the soft warm vessel the skin.
I mourn for the flesh her vessel, gone nothing be, SPIRIT
~~~~~~~~LEFT.
4/19/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
And they will be filled with tears...
Is the follow up Johnny plays
After dedicating me my song,
It was number 1 this day in 1976
He told me as
I showed him iou Johnny,
Page 291
And told him about
Funny dummy dip
But,
It's too sad,
The tears on the first line
Reflect my own
As tina sang loudly
In this place of happy people
Who
Undoubtedly
Would not spot my tears,
Nor know the reason...
Music
's no good without you.
It just was not at all (to my inner child) fair.
You allowed them all to be with you there,
'Cause when it came to me, they don't care.
Now I no longer want to leave my soul bare.
I know all loved you, but my love's deeper.
I just never feel like I ever truly matter,
Why I never tried harder to be any better
Than who I used to be as a teenager.
Fate is cruel with this timing, but also kind,
I'm just glad I ever at all was on your mind.
I knew I would never see you again alive,
But I have your will for me to learn to thrive.
I miss playing word games with you.
I hope your soul is at least missing me too.
My love says my tears may keep you "here,"
But I know you'll bless me with mind so clear.
I'll deafen my ears before everyone else disappears,
So I can have the most quietest peace of mind that hears their ghosts.
What would I give then for others to be their living hosts?
Close friends don't know the pain I feel
My broken heart can never heal
Your sudden death was long ago
The pain I feel, close friends don't know
I can't forget your dying breath
Was long ago your sudden death
To think of you makes me upset
Your dying breath I can't forget
Alone each night, I feel so blue
Makes me upset to think of you
To laugh or smile does not feel right
I feel so blue alone each night
I'm depressed, there's no denial
Does not feel right to laugh or smile
I can't be bothered getting dressed
There's no denial, I'm depressed
Death came today...
taking my sweet Jess from me;
to an even better place, I pray,
than this life we shared so passionately.
If only I could just hold her,
keep her a moment more;
but alas, God has called for her,
now she sleeps evermore.
So many small things I should have told her,
too many feelings left unsaid;
I can only hope she sensed my love
was stronger than words instead.
As I pass through this day of lost love,
there is but one thing to lessen my pain:
her promise that one day,
our two souls will be one again.
So someplace I'll plant a single flower,
brighten a lonely place;
and hope she knows it blooms for two,
an endless love for one never to be replaced.
Our life will go on without you, but nothing will be the same.
We will have to hide the pain and heartaches, when someone speaks your name.
Sad will be our hearts that love you, and in silence, our tears will begin to fall.
Living our lives without you will be the hardest part of it all.
You did so many things for us, and your heart was always kind and true.
And when we needed you the most, we could always count on you.
The special years with you will not return when we gather all together.
But with the love of you within our hearts, you will walk with us forever.
A young babe was born in the middle of the month of May.
She lost her mother in a sad way days before her first birthday.
To this day and from now on we miss her in every single way.
My dear sister
How I miss you so much
Your sweet essence
Would always touch my heart
Your hugs of love
What a wonder of feeling it
Hearing your beautiful laugh
Was your signature autograph
Endlessly makes everything
Look like a still photograph
The kindness of your words
Was like hearing the songbirds
Your smile
Lasted a roman mile
Life without you
Is a Lilly without a nile
Those years, that flew on by one decade past,
included twelve of us whose lives were fun.
For sure, we felt those pleasant times would last
to share as one until our days were done.
We did not know this time would be so sad-
as in our senior years, most were not spared.
And one by one, they left until we had
just five left in our group as illness flared.
Just five left now to reminisce, compound
how visits, trips, and cruises- sparked our years-
when each of us, with spouses, gathered round.
Now with fond memories- we soothe our tears.
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.
I smell your body's scent
lingering on old bed sheets
even after death
no matter the hour
no matter the day
my breath continues
without my say
As so
without my say
you departed
on that bitter
dark
of just one day.
Now on these days
of today
of yesterdays
of would-be tomorrows
Quite without my say
my cracked be-crinkled heart
she beats
rhythms on
for the all of my todays
for you only you
without my say
without my you.