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Death Poems About February

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Poem Details | by kathryn collins |
Categories: bereavement,

February 12, again

February 12, again 

Must you, must you,
hotter than fire,
seek your prey.

Sun do not dare arise
nor collect your praise
for stardom.

You hid you curative warmth,
shrouded her instead
in ironic cimmerian way.

Turned to torrent,
you were but the eye
a momentary flash,

as she limply lay
Please rain today.
Please rain today.

Kathy Collins
February 12, 2014

in memory of my dearest Jeannie who died Feb. 12, 1995


Poem Details | by Flora Mae Gudez |
Categories: absence, baby, best friend, boyfriend, emotions, farewell, february, feelings, first love, girlfriend, grief, heartbroken, i love you, kiss, leaving, loneliness, lost love, love, missing, missing you, moving on, poems, sad love,

First and Last Kiss

Atop the road by the sea
Thou confessed thy affection for me
By a kiss as thy language of love
Ebbed from the copious desire thou have

A kiss from thee, my first love,
Something at last I have
My first love; my first kiss
I didn’t expect I’ll miss

‘Twas a kiss of farewell
For my love will depart and travel
Didn’t know when we’ll meet again
But I’m hoping it’ll happen

Though it’s heartbreaking,
I have to accept the pain I’m feeling.
The first and last kiss we had
Is the first and last kiss we’ll have?

Poem Details | by Euginia Liapich |
Categories: angst, bereavement, emotions, february, grief, heartbroken, suicide,

Why didn't I die

Why didn't I die, why didn't I die 
When all the dreams and hope do fail
Dear Savior take away my life

Yet still to this day do I grind
In search for that dear wanted grail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die 

So I have thought for months and months
Leaving behind a an endless trail
Dear Savior take away my life

My hope for program has gone wrong
And beat me like an evil tail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die

I feel so hurt I cannot try
My wracked soul has left me frail
Dear Savior take away my life

And from my failures do I hide
While burning blushing in my shame
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die
Dear Savior take away my life

Poem Details | by Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. |
Categories: age, april, august, autumn, beautiful, beauty, boat, change, death, february, happy, imagination, introspection, january, journey, july, june, life, nature, november, october, summer, tree, winter,

If I Shall Grow Old 2K13

If these eyes shall become blinded, and if this
hair shall come to be combed thinly and grey;
No, it would not be the end of the world.
I would still see beauty therein this world through
the songs of Crickets and Feathered Songsters.
The breeze would yet whisper and trees still dance.
I would yet smell the freshly bloom of Spring.
I'd still endure Summer's sweltering heat.
I'd yet feel Autumn's leaves crunch 'neath these toes.
I'd still long to be fireside with Winter.
Disabled or not, perhaps I'd yet walk
therein wonderful imagination.
How I'd be forever young at heart!
Then just as one journey came to an end,
I'd indeed greet another with a smile.


Poem Details | by Jun Gonzales |
Categories: death, eulogy, farewell, february, flower, mother,

Why Flowers Bid Farewell in February

CXXVI

The time of life, that's not quite summer yet
Why flowers bid farewell late February
A seemingly unnecessary death
But fair to grace his holy sanctuary

It may perhaps thy dwelling's worth had lapse
For days filled with much toil prevailed at last
Thy cherished memories failed to find the gaps
And yet all these thy love could not surpass

The kind and gracious hand who knows what's best
That shook a tree fell fruit that seem unripe
Pale lips unbreathe thy weary soul to rest
Will usher into blissful, endless life

Did 'ere such love could flow from orphaned tears?
Will spring to joy that lasts ten thousand years

Poem Details | by Vee Bdosa |
Categories: historypeace, peace,

DEATH OF KING HUSSEIN February 7, 1999

    DEATH OF KING HUSSEIN  February 7, 1999
Uncertain wings, Hawk of the Qureish fly
out of the night to meet the coming day
of certain mourning, he is set to die
as is uncertain peace that was his way.

Amman is crying, streets are washed with tears
of followers and tribesmen of his own
who've prayed for miracles down through the years
but he is all the miracle they've known.

The powder keg is primed, and set to blow
what peace he's made now hostage to the past,
and still the Jordan makes it's dreary flow
through all his world and time that can not last.

divided tribes are joining, aiming for
a swift, decisive act of holy war.

Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: eulogy, family, father, february, first love, food,

armless

 In need 
When I feel lost and in pain, I think of the armless man
who came into my café he needed a pee badly
Everyone looked up to the ceiling I had hoped a nurse
would stand up, where are the nurses when one needs one.
I`m no hero, but I helped and since he was armless 
I washed my hands. 

Later I gave him a coffee which he drank with a straw,
they were going to fit him with artificial arms, he wore
his belongings in a rucksack and he smiled to everyone 
as bodily dared people often do who wants to help them
 I hoped he would leave before he needed to evacuate,
 but I should have asked him why he travelled  alone. 

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: child, death, dedication, february, goodbye, tribute,

Heather III

You were born in December of 1975.
It's a shame that you didn't survive.
You were a great actress, one of the very best.
It's not surprising that you became a success.

Your life was cut short but at least you were able to be famous.
We all loved and adored you so very much, can you blame us?
When people attended your funeral, they mourned and cried.
If somebody has said that you had no talent, that person lied.

[Dedicated to Heather O'Rourke (1975-1988) who died on February 1, 1988.]

Poem Details | by Eitak Nella |
Categories: bereavement, february,

Patty Andrews

Happy Birthday Patty!
You could sing and dance,
Putting all the boys in a trance,

If you were still here,
Singing the way you did,
It would flip my lid.

Come back!
Come back here,
So we could listen,
And watch you glisten.

You had talent,
You were gallant.
Happy Birthday Patty!

Born: Feb, 16, 1918
Died: Jan, 30, 2013


Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: celebrity, death, england, february,

The Gift of Swift

When he was born, God gave him a special gift.
He was a British actor who was named Clive Swift.
He starred as Richard Bucket and Roy Bowden in 'Keeping Up Appearances' and 'The Old Guys'.
He was a remarkable actor and it's a damn shame when such a person dies.
Because of the talent God gave to him, he was extraordinary.
Sadly, this great man lost his life on the first day of February.

[Dedicated to Clive Swift (1936-2019) who died on February 1, 2019.]