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Poem Details | by Cassidy Loy |
Categories: death, loss, sad, car,

Day of Grief

The sun shinning down
But all I see is grey
I see nothing
But a horrible, horrible day.

I saw you leave,
I saw the car rush away,
I heard it on the news,
This is what they say,

"A car wreck on seventy third,
The driver has flipped his lid"
This cannot be,
"He keeps yelling for Cassidy."

I knew that it was you,
The minute I heard my name
I knew that it was over,
Though that does sound pretty lame.

I knew that I had lost you
And I sat there crying
All the color drained from the world,
I thought that I was dying.

Your funeral was beautiful
Even jack cried,
I cant believe that you are gone,
I cant believe you died.

Poem Details | by brittney lopez |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, america, angel, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, body, books, boyfriend, car, celebration, childhood, children, city, class, computer, conflict, dad, emotions,

This is me

My knees were the things that 
kept me up and my skin is my 
cutting board my eyes are the 
rain clouds to the fire running 
down my arms and my heart is 
the fire place that keeps me 
burning so calm

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: baseball, beach, bereavement, birthday, black african american, boat, business, butterfly, car, change,


Romantic, close
A subject of sweetest softness
Cats can be loved too

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: absence, age, angel, art, baptism, beauty, bereavement, best friend, bird, birth, car, care, celebration, celebrity, child, childhood, children,

Chinese New Year

Red envelope
Bursting with luck
Dragons dancing in the street

Poem Details | by Denis Zukic |
Categories: car, death, death of a friend, friend, life, suicide,

Every death is a suicide

Every death is a suicide,
nobody dies in an accident.
“Car hit him and he died” -
grievous friend with sorrow complains. 
But a sage knows
car never hits a purpose,
Deceased one may have not desired
to be hit and die,
But rest assured he didn’t 
want to live either.
All victims of accidents chant :
“ Que sera, sera”.
“Whatever will be, will be “.
They are not convinced 
 in the power of life.
They fail to grasp  
and hold it lovingly
turning themselves into prey.
If one chooses to live
then unequivocally one also chooses to die.
Let us not like children be
winning of injustice and tragic destiny,
But accept the true Nature of Reality
and embrace death responsibly.  

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: absence, adventure, beautiful, car, confusion, culture, cute love, death, dream, fear, feelings, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, heaven, imagination, inspirational, irony, love, love hurts, metaphor, passion, remember, scary, sleep, smart, solitude, travel, urban, women,


I fell asleep in my dream

at the wheel, 
unfolded maps on the car's floor

to wake up to her smile 
not once but twice.

Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: car, eulogy, humor,

''Sicilia'' your breaking my heart OR his final ''hit''

Filled plate of grilled tortellini 
Killed the great James Gandolfini
This star's carcass heavy  
A Ford or a Chevy
Should have been a Lamborghini

Poem Details | by Nathan Stobbs |
Categories: absence, car, death, heaven,

Good Die Young

Only the good die young
As the saying goes
What is God trying to prove
As the destruction of one small town grows
Month after month another gets taken
Can’t even recover
As our hearts keep breakin’
Four wrecks in four  months
Four deaths an end so blunt
Cody Caleb Kody Whitney
The pain felt by your friends and family burns deeply
We know yall are looking down watching us and listening
So from Stockdale a message to hear
We love and miss yall completely way down here
And as time goes on we shall meet again
In a place where time doesn’t exist
And love and happiness will never end

Poem Details | by Lewis Raynes |
Categories: blue, death, lost love, pain, power, spiritual,

Car crash

Smell the burning rubber.
Hear the screeching tyre. 
Watch in awe as the wheels fly off 
and the chassis catches fire.
Then avert your eyes.
Say your au revoir.
The casualties are packed in tight
Limp inside the car.

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: abuse, age, angel, baby, baptism, beach, bereavement, bird, black african american, body, bullying, cancer, candy, car, cat, character, child, christmas, confusion, creation, day, dedication, discrimination,


Big blundering beast
Poor fish have no chance whatsoever
Neither does the slowest runner in your group

Poem Details | by Gerard Keogh Jr. |
Categories: car, death, drink,

One Who Survives

One Who Survives

Beer cans
rattle empty
across wet yellow lines.
Smoking metal…junkyard ready:
Three dead.

Poem Details | by A Yorkshire Poet |
Categories: car, death, teenage,

Young man in a high powered car

Young man in a high powered car

Don't you realise what a danger you are?

You don't think until it's gone too far

Was it worth it to show off to your friends?

Now the reality hits as your victim's life ends

Young man in a high powered car

It's not a game, now responsibility must start

Revving your engine and reckless driving 

Does not make you a star.

Young man in your high powered car

Your ego has pushed you too far

There are no car keys for murderers behind bars

Poem Details | by David Brooks |
Categories: car, grave, humor, teen,


There once was a driver named Dave,
Of his driving he often would rave.
Then one day on his own, drove and talked on his phone,
Now he's bragging about his new grave.

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: car, death, sad,

Don't Text and Drive

While driving, a woman decided to text.
It was horrible what happened next.
She wrecked her car and was killed.
I can imagine how her family must feel.
Texting while driving isn't a smart thing to do.
I know that and I wish that she had known it too.
Please never make the same mistake, don't text and drive.
If you do, you may also wreck your vehicle and not survive.

(Sadly, this is a true story.)

Poem Details | by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories: cancer, car, death, jobs, thanksgiving,

Gratitude 2015


2   Two family members died this past year.
0   Zero was the amount of my last raise.
1   One car needs new tires, the other new brakes. 
5   Five trips to my oncologist since June.

G   Gratitude understands that God is near.
R   Remembering the still, peaceful waters,
A   anyone could acknowledge His blessings. 
T   Turbulent spheres call for more patient faith - -
I    insight into an overgrown forest.
T   To give thanks when the terrain is hilly
U   underlines our belief that God knows best. 
D   Deep faith disregards difficulties
E   expressing praise for 2015.

posted 6 Jan 2016

Poem Details | by William Greco |
Categories: car, death, irony,


cars pass by
the hospital
by the crematory
and emit exhaust fumes
and the chimneys
by the crematory
they emit smoke
emit the dead
from Dante's Inferno
and we breathe them
we breathe death
and sneeze a lot

Poem Details | by johneta ohler |
Categories: angel, car, death, depression, mom, wife,

Worst Nightmare

The doorbell rang.
He looked at the clock through blurry eyes.
4:29 A.M.
Who could be here so early in the morning?
He turned to his wife fast asleep next to him.
Slowly he slid out of bed, so he would not wake her.
Crept down the stairs and to the door.
Who at this ungodly hour??
Not one but TWO men stood faced away from the door.
"Who is it?"
They turn.
Police officers.
But why?
Slowly he opens the door.
"Hello Sir. is this the residency of..."
He looked passed them.
The car was gone.
Everything stopped. 
He couldn't breathe, or move.
But he was positive she was in bed.
"We're so sorry for your loss."
He ran upstairs to an empty bed.
She was gone. 

Poem Details | by Kyle Carlson |
Categories: death, love,

Car Crash Lovers

Two bodies hanging from annihilated cars
Collided hearts
Crashed at the lips
Creating daydreams with the impact of their fingertips
Worlds bleeding onto the jagged spears of shattered windshields
Love forming on the merged, crumpled hoods; Love the bodies can't feel
A marriage in death
Exchanging vows in silent breath
You may kiss the bride, the stranger
Upon this altar of a devastated Pontiac Grand Prix and a mangled Jeep Wrangler

Poem Details | by Seren Roberts |
Categories: car,

A Grave Discovery- rusted busted contest

f ew wouldn't recognise you as you are,
i ndeed, I am not sure that I have the right name, 
r usted beyond recognition, want you to know I care,
e nough to write about you, please have no shame,
b eautiful you were when new, all shiny and bright,
i ce cool owner must have been  proud of you... 'til a thief struck 
r esulting in your demise,  fired to hide their identity ...leaving you
d esolate and alone left to rust and die .

penned 9 June 2016

Poem Details | by nick armbrister jimmy boom semtex |
Categories: bereavement, car, death, health,



Sat in the back of a car – Mini Metro or Chevrolet Matiz – 
just waiting for the crash. My crash part of our crash. 
Pulping my flesh, tearing skin, crushing bones. 

Severing my head as my unbroken left arm twitches – 
nerve ending! At my eyes’ last sight. 

Mini Metro comes to rest on its side, petrol pools and burns. 
Other car gently rocks on broken axle. 
All die with perfect, mechanical precision.

Poem Details | by Rachele Taylor |
Categories: death, car,

The Galloping Deer

A deer gallops through the forest, no fear in its mind. It finds a path in the open much different than others, and must stop and admire it. This naive little doe does not even know cars belong on this road. Along comes a car and the deer fears for its life, but cannot even bare to move. The doe or the car, those are the choices of who is going to lose. In the last instant the car runs off the lane. Even though there are factors unharmed, nothing will ever be the same.

Poem Details | by Cona Adams |
Categories: animal, car, death,

Wong Road Taken

(With apologies to Robert Frost)

Four feet to the sky, he lay
in an attitude of surrender
confessing his sins
of hunger, of greed
of slavery to his quest
for surprise, for enchantment
around the next bend.

The Armadillo found
that life sometimes slings
death and destruction
and the road not taken
would have been the right one
had he known.


Poem Details | by Elton Camp |
Categories: funny, car, car,

The Funeral Procession

The Funeral Procession

By Elton Camp

The town’s richest old miser finally died
So only a few cars went on the final ride

Out to the cemetery to see him put away
Where he would stay until judgment day

A man on the sidewalk removed his hat
It was nice to see such respect as that

What I saw next looked  so much worse
Laughing in the car behind the hearse

The five in the car were in a good mood
It made me ask who could be that crude

My companion explained the lack of cares
“That car is the one carrying all his heirs.”

Poem Details | by Chad Wood |
Categories: angst, death, mother, car, time,

Mother's Day

I've been dreading it for a while,
now. Well it's that time of year,

and so every time I go to the grocery store
and see all the cards and little gift

bags, I feel like I've come this close
to losing my ever-living-mind.

I recall my first car crash - in an
instant, watching the car in front of

me get closer and closer, slamming
the breaks even though I know they

won't be enough, and thinking
"this is going to hurt". It feels that

way again, only slow this time,
frame-by-frame. I'll buy her

a card this year, and maybe a box
of chocolates, and I'll lay them

by her grave, regretting all the
horrible things that she loved me

in spite of.

Poem Details | by Brandon Carter |
Categories: car, conflict, dark, death, forgiveness, god, heaven, judgement, murder, old, world,

Off The Tracks

Written March 19, 2013

Along the fine black print
Has left me wondering why
They've been making it so hard
For a poor old man to die

I know what I done
Even God would shun
From the tales I've told
Of the bodies turned cold

The world has turned
Yet the butter still churns
Along the Alabama coast
Where I used to boast

Its been a few years now
Since the car stopped running
A loose train off the tracks
Lord I should have seen it coming

They know I've learned my lesson
But hell won't let me out
'Cause heaven won't take me in
Such a wicked world's chagrin