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Poem Details | by Nina Hernandez |
Categories: angst, daughter, death, depression, devotion, family, fantasy, imagination, love, mother, sad, dark, dark, rose,

The Rose

Once bloomed a rose so young and fair
With dark brown eyes and long black hair

Beside her be a tall dark tree
Whose branches stretch to smother thee

Too close beside the shadowy bark
That soon begins to leave its mark

She cries for help, but none shall hear
Her thorns too sharp, who’d dare go near?

To save this rose, who’d risk their life?
With naught to gain but pain and strife

Alone, afraid, she lays to rest
Her heart beats low inside her chest

And with the hour growing near
She sheds her final grieving tear

And so the rose soon falls asunder
Her final day, eternal slumber

She lies beside the old dark tree
The only one who mourns for thee


Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: absence, death, devotion, grave, loss, miss you, spiritual,

Eternal Breath

I think about you, every single day,
Since from me, you were taken away,
Your absence has left my world cold,
Now I am alone, with no hand to hold.

I wish that I could bring you home,
So that your soul, shall need not roam,
I hope that you were given white wings,
To fly amongst, where the angel sings.

Within my heart, your eternal breath,
Shall now linger on, even after death,
My love for you shall never cease,
So, may you always rest in peace.







Written by: Kelly Deschler  

Gautami Phookan's contest - The Poet III

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For Gail Angel Doyle's contest - "Eternal Breath"

Poem Details | by Sam Beloved |
Categories: analogy, birth, creation, devotion, earth, flower, nature,

Seasons of Life and Death

Under the care of sun and rain
My leaves have unfurled
My buds have burst forth
My own will has been done
This was my beginning
Through the seasons
Spring brought me to life
Summer grew me to new heights
The fall must come sometime
The frost will encase my barbs
And I will return to meditation
Waiting patiently for my rebirth
For your light to peek through clouds
Your moon to hold me within night
When spring returns...
I will dance in the wind
A never ending flower

Poem Details | by johny roberts |
Categories: bereavement, best friend, devotion, farewell, heartbreak, mom,

Where did you go

Where did you go?

Where did you go?
Yesterday you were here,

But now you lie still
Your eyes closed,

Gentle face,
Facing up towards the sky,
Up towards the stars,

I know this is the way of things,
That we must all one day let go!

But still, we cry out,
Where did you go?

Your laugh, your knowing eyes,

Waiting for us,
Welcoming us with a smile,

It seems so clear,
standing here,

so quiet,

No more machines
clicking,
Everything surrendered,

We never knew how much time
was left?

But now we know,
It’s passed,

And as we push back your hair,
We see,

It’s time to
let you
go.

John Roberts (dedicated to my beautiful Mum)


Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: death, devotion, life, marriage, time, true love,

MARIA



It broke her heart
when Franco died
he’d been her soul mate
wed over fifty years
he’d been her life

For her Franco
she had a ritual
lit a candle every night
so he would know
how much she missed him

Today would be a special day
she felt it when she closed her eyes
wouldn’t be lighting any candle
she took her one last deep breath
set down the path to join her Franco



posted on October 20, 2019

Poem Details | by Jacob Reinhardt |
Categories: abuse, age, art, business, career, change, class, color, computer, conflict, death, depression, devotion, flower, green, happiness, introspection, irony, jobs, language, loneliness, lonely, longing, metaphor, nature, pain, philosophy, political, poverty, self, simile, slavery, social, society, spiritual, stress, technology, time, today, together, truth, urban, visionary, wisdom, work, world,

The Color Missing

The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes.  Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.

‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’


Poem Details | by Dana Smith |
Categories: courage, dark, death, dedication, depression, devotion, dream, faith, happiness, jesus, life, love, metaphor, nature, pain, sad,

A Soul Awakened

She is the muse to her own sorrow; She is the digger of her grave. She is the painter of her ocean view and every fatal wave. She is the shadow of her Father; She is the darkness in your sight. She is the night without the stars surrounding pale moonlight. She is the music with no words; She is sweet love without the reason. She is your dreamer with submission cold by warmth with every season. She is your pet with cold intentions; She is your baby scared and shaken. She is the bold and pure- the lost and found, She is a soul awakened.

Poem Details | by Michael Wegman |
Categories: age, care, caregiving, death, devotion, health, life,

Aging

I rise to face yet still more life again
And know my day will be about my age
Through sight that makes all things appear opaque
I hear about each third word spoken clear.

I walk with cane a slow but sure tempo
And get to where I aim without much fuss
Yet still it seems I burden those who care
To take the time to bare my years nonpluss. 

Each time I rise to face my life once more
Trumps thoughts of laying still without regard
For pains one takes to move upon this earth
Or see and hear with clarity implored.

I thank my Lord for each new day He gives
And givers who see beyond one’s struggle
With patience and always kind words spoken
Dignity and respect to me maintained.

Poem Details | by Stefan Cote |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, confusion, crazy, creation, deep, depression, devotion, drink, emotions, fear, feelings, freedom, goodbye, grief, health, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, journey, loneliness, me, meaningful, mental illness, metaphor, poems, poetry, psychological, rap, recovery from, scary, senses, today,

Not another day


Impulsive or compulsive

Either way it's not conducive

Living with this disorder

Can't be good for my liver

Obsessions, when do they stop?

Compulsions, when do I stop?

Let me illustrate and reiterate

My demons make me infuriated

To the point, man, I really want to escape this

Live everyday like your last?

These hours go by fast

Trying to obliterate every ounce of the past

Always with the imagery and self coping insanity

That broke me and continues to break me.

Another day, no not another day

I just got out, please let me stay away.

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, courage, cute love, dark, deep, depression, desire, destiny, devotion, dream, first love, funny love, grief, happiness, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i am, i love you, i miss you, innocence, irony, jealousy, lonely, longing, loss, lost, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, night, passion, psychological, romance, romantic, sad, sad love, silence, sky, sleep, solitude, sunset, true love,

Red Light

have you ever felt like 
the flashing red light on the roof,
lonely as ever
visible at night, useless by day?

in sync with its partner next door
for a quick kiss over a few flashes only 
then arguing again and again 
night in, night out.

have you ever felt like 
the flashing red light on the roof,
not signaling a warning to keep away
but sending a call for compassion?

using the dark pauses in between 
to yell the same name 
over and over and over
into the emptiness of each night.

have you ever felt like
the flashing red light on the roof,
being your silent cry
only heard by your eternal love?

Poem Details | by kathryn collins |
Categories: death, devotion,

Lazarus Walk


Boots
in the closet;
I wait for them to walk
so I can follow.

Wallet
in my drawer;
he needs his license, money,
not a lot, 

t-shirt,
pair of pants,
running shoes,
his watch,

binoculars,
field guide, 
floppy hat.
I won’t forget.

I’m ready, boots;
lead me;
it’s not too late;
it’s not.

©Kathryn Collins 
June 14, 2007



Poem Details | by Gina Archibald |
Categories: death, dedication, devotion, faith, family, loss, son, sympathy

Heaven Just Could Not Wait

Mommy, Why do you cry?
Daddy, Why weep?
The angels up here.
Are so loving and sweet.
What a beautiful place,
No sadness or fears.
And whatever you ask,
God always hears.

His love surrounds me,
I am not alone.
I am comforted and loved,
I am happy at home.
So, here for you,
I'll patiently abide.
Keeping our mansion ready,
Warm and cozy inside.

I'm very close by,
And in your hearts I will stay.
I'm not really gone,
I'm just a heartbeat away.
The angels were singing,
As they opened the gates.
As you see, for me,
Heaven just could not wait.

Poem Details | by Katrina Salem |
Categories: adventure, art, confusion, daughter, dedication, devotion, fantasy, funny, growing up, happiness, hope, imagination, inspirational, life, love, mystery, nature, on work and working, on writing and words, passion, peace, romance, social, sympathy, teen, thank you, time, travel, tribute, uplifting, visionary, words,

Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart

Poem Details | by Andrea M Christian |
Categories: death, devotion, faith, husband, life, loss, lost love, love, nature, passion, peace, romance, uplifting, wife,

Speak of thee

                                        He is above us in the clouds 
                                run through the fields and speak of thee
                                              He will grow roses

                                       I will be the stem of the roses 
                                       for I shall never leave your soil

                                     You will be the tree I grow beneath 
                                             and he will be our rain.

Poem Details | by Rene' Brady |
Categories: black african american, brother, confusion, death, depression, devotion, family, forgiveness, music, people, sad, sympathylife,

Moon Walk on Your Grave

Moon Walk on Your Grave

A life begun in stardom,
now, ending up in shame.
Relentless media, cruel world,
who then is there to blame.

A sadness inside,
no tears on your face.
The pain all but over,
mass confusion erase.

In wonder we watch,
can a life be explained?
Can't surface your agony,
under facade you remained.

Let's focus on the talent,
musical joy that you gave.
In peace now I pray,
moon walk on your grave.

© Rene' Brady 2009

Poem Details | by Mockingbird Stevenson |
Categories: bereavement, betrayal, confusion, devotion, divorce, emotions, heartbreak, hurt, love, love hurts,

Unrelenting

How does my body
This flesh that withholds my soul,,
manage to bear the weight from the chains that have been embedded upon my bequeathing heart?

Where does one hide the pain that is encrusted upon these eyes that are dreary and now fail to sleep?

Why cant my mind acquit, my heart adrift, my skin ache for the touch of another?

Does it have to be me that has to live with this night, because happiness is the other side of this mirror?

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Poem Details | by Nivitha Ann Paul |
Categories: death, dedication, depression, devotion, faith, life, loss, sad

Want to live,but no bread for me

Iam Hungry...Thirst is uncontrollable
It nearly kills me,Cries a poor one..
A dirty wasteland that is his home
but its a heaven for him,His mom
sick in the bed,He is handicapped.
Worms are eating his skinny body,NOBODY to help him!
He is helpless...he want to live 
But waiting for death,Help him god i pray to you....

Poem Details | by Frederic Parker |
Categories: death, desire, devotion, love,

The Spirit of Love

inspired by this video



Our love will never disappear or wane
We clung tightly to true passionate heart
This spirit of love the world will retain
After our kiss of tethered eyes depart
Ashes cry out for each flame that love weeps
When you departed this world filled with tears
Your spirit is gone, your body now sleeps
A still empty realm of darkness appears
This cold lonely space where love never burns
To warm the eyes with wondrous emotion
I'll seek my own death without my concerns
To consecrate all of my devotions

   As lovers passion fueled our love's pyre
   In death, I'll find you with my desire


7/14/17

Poem Details | by Amanda Smith |
Categories: angst, confusion, death, depression, devotion, life, loss, sad,

Take Me Away

I dream in darkness.
I sleep to die.
Erase my sorrow.
Erase my lies.
Our burning ashes,
Blacken the day.
A world of nothingness.
Take me away.

Poem Details | by Yvette Lisa Ndlovu |
Categories: death, depression, devotion, loss, lost love, love, passion, sad,

Pain

Drowning is excrutiating.
More so in your own blood,
Your illusions.
Slowly, I hum along to the
tune of my own death.
What else could a puppet do 
But dance?

Death is a treasure. Peaceful.
Life is torture. Unbearable.
Ashes lie where a bright flame flickered.
Violently extinguished.
Choked by a diet of untruths.

My endurance is puzzling.
Maybe i was ensnared-
Irretrievably bound.
Inevitable isn't it?
To feel the ripping of a heart
And the extermination of young emotions.

The humming ceases-
The end is near.
His pulsing palm is
where my pump rests.

The fiction" I love you,"
sometimes seems so true.
Love is pain.
Pain is not love

Poem Details | by Kenneth Fordham |
Categories: death, depression, devotion, loss, people, sad, light, light,

You Will Be Missed

If you died today, 
What would you think?
Where would you go?
Do you think, you would think?
I don’t know.

Look down upon, those you love. 
Look down, look down,
From high above.
You see them grieving,
Hurting so much,
They regret your leaving,
They miss your touch.

Why oh why did you have to leave?
Come back come back,
Wipe their tears with your sleeve.
Give them a hug,
Tell them it’s alright.
It’s time to unplug.
The light is so bright.

They feel you here,
They feel you going.
Was a wonderful life,
One worth knowing.
Closer and closer,
To the light you go.
Brighter and brighter,
They will miss you so.

Poem Details | by Marie Harrison |
Categories: death, devotion, love, passion, romance

I Cried

I Cried

We danced and kissed under the stars all night
When we parted ways I cried
Our last kiss on this earth

Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: best friend, cat, devotion, grief, loss, love,

My Lily Cat

My Lily Cat

I miss my dear loving kitty,
You died so young, what a pitty!

I loved to stroke your softest fur, 
To watch you play and hear you purr.

You gave such joy, though unaware
How your sweet spirit helped me bear

The many burdens on my mind,
You shared your loyal love so kind.

Your picture sits upon my shelf
Behind the glass, sunning yourself.

I cried for two months when you left,
Inconsolable and bereft.

My feline friend where are you now?
I pray you'll be reborn somehow.

8-7-18

Cat Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin

Poem Details | by colleen laforme |
Categories: death, depression, devotion, loss, pets, friend, me,

Good-Bye My Friend

I look outside to see your paw prints among the crystal snow
The perfect markings of your day of play until my friend you had to go 
On the floor lays your ball and your new Christmas toys 
The perfect markings left behind from my friend that brought me joy
In my heart is where i keep you to help me slowly mend
The eternal mark left behind from loosing my trusted friend



Poem Details | by Julie Mckoon |
Categories: bereavement, bible, blessing, christian, devotion, faith,

Will you walk beside me

You can walk a thousand miles barefoot and seal your soul for all eternity, you can walk a thousand miles barefoot even when the blistering sands of time comes upon you, even with the blistering winds of time tries to stop you. Your strength is your Shining Star. You can walk a mile barefoot and struggle to not cry, with sweat, and tears dripping down your cheeks, and your face, while you're trying not to step on the broken glass in the sand or even the sharp rocks that cut your feet, and still you walk barefoot as the lord endured it all with faith, you can walk for all eternity.