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Poem Details | by David McSorley |
Categories: baby, basketball, death, heartbreak, memorial day, mother, my child,

A Slient Tear

A silent tear runs down her face
As she lays within this darkened place
Her mind alone cannot forget
Her memories so clear and yet
So long ago her baby's cry
When from her womb the child did fly
Into her heart forever hers
If only for a moment, "Oh why not year's"
And now the moment she has prayed to be
Her last silent tear and her broken heart free


Poem Details | by poesy relish |
Categories: death, feelings, son, tribute,

My child, I cry for thee-a lament

(For my first child, who could not make it to this world) Your motion I feel Oblivious of the pain My son I rejoiced If only you were with me For you I mourn in regret ©Nadiya (11 Feb '15)

Poem Details | by Les Pruitt |
Categories: abuse, allah, america, betrayal, child, conflict, confusion, culture, death, emotions, evil, fear, feelings, children, god, grief, immigration, international, loss, march, memory, missing you, my child, my children, pain, peace, political, spiritual,

THE VERDICT

Copyright © 2013
07/17/2013

Skittles and a soda
against a gun in its holster?

One day that scream
will be known as a teen
not a heinous lying Fein

What a sinister ploy and twist
with a loaded gun and no fist?

Had everyone sitting and waiting
doomed by a verdict just delaying

Was this just an optical illusion
or, a devious planned conclusion?

Now, this generation too afraid
wearing hoodies will get you dead

But, the Klan was still glad
hoodies they've always had

A verdict they too saw,
ushering in martial law


by: LP
edited: 7/30/13

Poem Details | by The Grahamburglar |
Categories: age, birth, child, childhood, death, my child, youth,

Rat Race

O squalling baby fat and red,
Laying on your nursery bed,
Clamber down onto the floor,
Crawl or toddle out the door.
Go to school. Graduate.
Take another for your mate.
Get a job and buy a home,
Raise a family of your own.
Save your money to retire,
Watch your grandkids and admire.
Now you're old and life is done,
Did you have a little fun?
O squalling baby fat and red,
You've just been born, and now... 
You're dead.


Poem Details | by Faye Gibson |
Categories: absence, bereavement, death, grief, my child,

First Born

I could not sleep that night . . .

alone 
you made the awesome leap
between here and there.
Just past the last breath
your soul traversed infinity.

Did you cry out 
or was no sound allowed?

I laid awake;
no prayer upon my lips,
my brain besieged by mindless things.
Why did I not sense 
the passing of your spirit's sweetness
in the dark?

Faye Lanham Gibson
© 3-27-2014

Poem Details | by Karissa Kelley |
Categories: child, death, feelings, grief, heartbroken, how i feel, loss, lost love, my child, sad, son,

December the 8th

I used to have an eerie feeling
Of a certain date

Never knowing
Why I felt that way

I had even said
There was something
About it
But I could never
Wrap my head around it.

Such a curious thing to wonder
Why a date in your head
Would be stuck on
For you to ponder

But I realized
I'd come to hate 
That date
Later in my life
When you met your fate
You were taken from me
On December
The 8th
Is it a coincidence
Or a prediction
Of fate?

Oh how...
How much I hate
The date
Of December... 
December
The 8th.

Poem Details | by Ivor Davies |
Categories: children, feelings, grief, my child, pain, parents,

Our Wish

If we could wish upon a star
and see our wish come true
the only thing we could wish for
is what we cannot do.

To bring our daughter back to us
without her earthly pain
for memories now are all we have
since parting was such pain.

I know there's other parents
who have shared our darkest night
but children shouldn't go first
we should be their leading light.

Although I speak the mysteries
of the mind within the soul
within our hearts we suffer
from a huge big gaping hole.

We strive for reassurance
that at last we'll meet again
but until then, like others,
we just learn to live with pain. 

Ivor G Davies


Poem Details | by Davina Browne |
Categories: bereavement, emotions, farewell, goodbye, love hurts, miss you, my child,

a peom called i miss somebody

 I Miss Some Body

I miss somebody,
 We all know this is true,
 She was sent to me from heaven and I sent her back to you,
 For her stay here on earth was complete,
 She needed to learn of true love,
 Now her lession is done,
 I showed her my love for the weeks she was inside me,
 I told her each day,
 For she listened to my heart beating the day she went away,
For she heard the echo of the break in my heart,
The sound of falling tears,
As she left with the angels and returned to him,
 

Poem Details | by Samantha Cook |
Categories: death, life, loss,

My Child

I'll never hold you in my arms, 
I will never see you grow, 
I'll never wipe your tears away
I'll never see you play, 
I'll never see you smile or talk
I'll never see you walk, 
But you will always be with me always in my thoughts.

Poem Details | by Clarence Oubre |
Categories: death of a friend, goodbye, loss, my child,

The Broken Rest

What of the girl sitting next to him,
	blood and blood,
	the same empty stare,
The coagulant dust, like mud,
	drying
	against these leather orange seats.
"My baby, my baby,
	tafali, tafali alhulu..."
Now what memory will last
	of my mommy's sonorous voice?
Will she return like waves in the night?
Shall I wait forever?

Poem Details | by Nicole Owen |
Categories: baby, emotions, grief, heartbroken, heaven, my child, sad,

Losing you before I knew

My heart is heavy and my soul aches,
I didn't know I was carrying you but it was too late.

I was crushed when that plus line showed through,
For that was the sign I had lost you.

I will never get the chance to hear your heartbeat,
Or see the outline of your little hands and feet.

I think about you often and try to not let the sadness show,
I know I must be strong through the highs and lows.

We never got the chance to meet and we don't have a birthday to celebrate,
Yet, I know I'll meet you one day in front of heaven's gate.

Poem Details | by SCHYLAR ROSE |
Categories: christian, cry, death, farewell, father daughter, god, grave,

Goodbye my child, goodbye

Goodbye my child, I am the sinner but God called upon you. 
Your life was so short, the years didn't even tick till two. 

Goodbye my child, as you listening from above to the brass band, 
Your coffin in the ground, me frantically filling your grave with sand!

Goodbye my child, I am crying but have to let you go. 
Your curtain has fallen, it is the end of your "live" show

Goodbye my child, this is the end but also a new start, 
You an angel now, watching over us, our personal guard. 

Goodbye my child, you took my heart with you when you died, 
Goodbye my child, goodbye


Poem Details | by Debra Easterling |
Categories: death, emotions, memory, missing you, my child,

I miss you

I can see your smile, in my memories of you. You used to say " ill be a rock star someday" i wish that could have come true. i sit here trying to remember every word you said. i keep running senecio through my mind . But it ends the same every time. This pain  inside i can not bare. And everything reminds of you.
I whisper  i miss you, as i cry my self to sleep.  I miss you. I hope you know. It seems like forever since you've been gone.   It has not gotten easier with time.   I wipe my tears and say I'm fine. But its not true , i miss you. I miss you, i miss you.

Poem Details | by Amy Kramer |
Categories: childhood, daughter, death, faith, family, loss, love, mother, night, night, sky,

my child

you are
the only star on a cloudy night 
before its about to rain
the last calm wave coming in
before a hurricane
the brightest color in the sky 
when a rainbow's overhead 
the last tear in my eye
before I go to bed

you are 
the ray of sun that gives me hope
when showers plague the sky 
all the glowing little lights 
that we call fire flies 
the glistening of the winter snow 
on the coldest night 
you are my child 
and I am yours 
forever in the sky.

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: anger, conflict, freedom, goodbye, grief, my child, rude,

GO AWAY



you’re rude
disgusting
vile 
dirty
selfish
extremely selfish

you have nothing
but your interests at heart
you’re an aggressor
 
you’d deny it
with your last breath

‘I didn’t realize’
would be the closest to a confession
we’d ever get

you’re a leech
can’t shake you off
go away

what, are you deaf too?



posted on March 21, 2018

Poem Details | by Russell Sivey |
Categories: allusion, anxiety, child, death, life,

For My Child

For My Child
Breathe, I can’t breathe
Air is like fog
I need a breath to survive
Now another one
And another
It seems to go
On, seconds seems to be
A coughing 
Phlegm 
All that I have done
Painful entities
That I have created
Moments
Breathing needs to become
A solid conscious
Deliverance
Breathe, again
So that I may be
Her life, again

Russell Sivey

Poem Details | by Sky POET sa |
Categories: death,

The Death of My Child

The Death of My Child 

jeremiad
jeremiad
jeremiad;
an ocean of tears
of misery:
the mother's 9 months product
has sadly fallen
a shocking loss 
a lost fruit
when future plans glitters
but death does not permit
a big shame to the life hope
shaken heart to drop blood
blood of pain and failure
struggle to acccept
beyond depression
life test
life challenge
weak-human response
a deep lament 
a forever cry.

Drencho POET Loads.

Poem Details | by A Yorkshire Poet |
Categories: cry, dark, death, irony, loss, my child, son,

Fancy that

Fancy that?
You didn’t think?
Fancy that?
You didn’t care?

Years alone with only you to feed my solitude of despair
Years alone, in my mind planning your hurt - some evil kind!

Fancy that?
It never sailed through your mind!
Fancy that?
You never thought of my boy in all this time?

Look at him in this photograph
Look at him smiling - he was about to laugh!

Look at that face, look at them eyes
You stole me of that, you took away my only treasured prize!

Wait! Your eyes have glazed - you cannot die!

Fancy that?
This is my life!
Giving you a heart attack was not my prize!

Fancy that?
Revenge untimed!

Poem Details | by SCHYLAR ROSE |
Categories: christian, daughter, death, father daughter, god, loss, my child,

Six months of heartache

Today is a reminder of six months of heartache, 
Loss and an empty nursery room. 
You were taken so young, a rosebud yet to bloom. 
The 16th will always be a day of tears, 
Losing a child, a parent's worst fear.

Without you I have to face each and everyday, 
Yes, the love we shared hurts and have a shade of grey
Morning kisses I used to get in two's but now its only one.
Facing each day without you hurts, no laughter no fun. 

But I will celebrate your life, though sad and broken, 
I will praise God for the visit of my angel, an appreciation token
For smiles, laughter and unconditional love we shared
In a million words I can't describe, but you know how much I cared. 

Poem Details | by Steve Wood |
Categories: bereavement, death, grief, missing, my child, sad, son,

Ryan my son

Ryan my son, when i visit you
I am glad to be so near
Ryan my son when I visit you
It hurts so bad to see you there

Ryan my son when I visit you
I see where friends have been before
Ryan my son when I visit you
The gifts from friends I do adore


Ryan my son when I visit you
I think of memories I want to keep
Ryan my son when I visit you
The pain I have, it runs so deep

Ryan my son when I visit you
I speak with quivered words
Ryan my son when I visit you
I hope my words don't go unheard

Ryan my son when I visit you
I can't see you, but I know that you are here
Ryan my son when I visit you
The grave you're in
Is filled with all my tears

Poem Details | by Dylan Goomansingh |
Categories: dark, death, love, my child, mystery, scary,

The Letter

To my son
I sorry for my action
I wish never happen
I sorry for pain to you
For which you see
I wish never done
I sorry my son
For I luve you

The truth
Set free me
My action
Was the man
For which I just flogged

No more
For he to
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