Love Poems About Epitaph or Epitaph Love Poems
by Allan Granstrom |
Categories: devotion, faith, friendship, hope, love, upliftingme,

Everyone Has To Go

If you were looking for me 
I had to go.
God was calling you see
and I couldn't say no.
Don't be sad 
it's a happy day.
Just be glad
we had yesterday.
We had some fun 
and we had some laughs.
But it's not done.
Not by half.
God called me
but I'm still here.
You just can't see
but I'm with you dear.
I'll be watching over you
and I'll love you forever.
So what ever you do
don't ever say never.
I'll see you again.
God told me so.
Good-bye now my friend.
Everyone has to go.

by Maureen Mcgreavy |
Categories: how i feel,


If you knew my mind
   You would fear me
If you knew my past 
   You would stone me
If you knew my heart
   You would love me


by Laurel Larison |
Categories: family, father, children, happiness, life, loss, love, dad, miss you, heaven, dad, heaven, miss you, i love you,

My Father

I miss you dad every single day
The wonderful Times I remember 
Are the times we spent together going 
To dinner and church
The times I will cherish always on this earth
Your gentle ways and smiles and hugs
Made Life worthwhile for this is true
Forever you are missed in my heart and soul
But the forever is Heaven and you are there basking
In the Light of the Lord
I miss you dad and loved you so much 
But eternity is yours to no longer hurt
Cancer is what took you far too soon
I am always remembering your hugs and 
I loved you so much too.
Eternity is there for you now and forever
Remember I love you and Kisses from here
to you in the forever they call Heaven from earth

by Wayne Riley |
Categories: inspirational, memory, soldier, war,

My Billy

My Billy.

My Billy, bravest of the brave,
Fought metal tooth and iron cross.
Through Flanders field of bleedin’ red
And on to mourn their loss.

My Billy, full of life and love,
A boy still to his Mam,
Left far behind these cobbled shores
To fight the beast in man.

This trench, this tomb, this hellish hell.
No mortal eye should see.
My Billy, broken limb from life,
Lies far away from me.

One hundred years, one million tears,
One memory thought anew,
My Billy, bravest of the brave,
Gave freedom back to you.

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: christmas, love, religious,

The Gift of Christmas

Let one bell toll for each and every soul in this most joyous season
     To remind our hearts of a greater gift that lifts our lives with reason
     Renewed with hope, with love and peace, reborn each Christmas day
     From Grace we're shown the greater plan by a child that led the way

     To live this life in virtuous light, it's worth dispelling wrongs
     Would surely leave its epitaph sung in loves most enduring songs
     With extended hands and spirits full, that never bend or sway
     Could truly be the greatest gift for the child that led the way.


by Johnny Sumler |
Categories: celebrity,

Sidney Poitier

How are the Lilies of the Field
Above without Heat of the Night
A Raisin in the Sun shall brew
To Sir, with Love...A Patch of Blue

by Donna Phillips |
Categories: death, loss, love, love, me,


You was the love of my dreams.
With you my dreams came true.
 But everything is not as it seems.
I was always so very blue.
 There were times I hated to come home.
My love became a obsession.
 There were times I felt so alone.
That left me with many of questions.
 So many times I hated you.
There where times I wanted to kill you.
 All I could see was just us two.
You did not stay true.
 You asked of me way to much.
I gave you everything you asked for.
 My soul you did touch.
But left lost and at war.
 You where the love of my life.
And now you are gone.
 But you were my wife.

by Forrest Pasky |
Categories: hope, joy, life, love, uplifting, winter,

Written In Blue Mercury

snow falls
as silently as sleep
pressed snowflakes
icicle flowers
between the wind and windowpane
melt their way to sill

polished chrome darkness shivers
ankle deep in frost
night’s breath spills
along the  frozen glass
its silver shadow rolls
and condenses with the dawn

night’s epitaph
written in blue mercury
trickles down my windowpane
in the light of a new day

by Brian Strand |
Categories: lost love, on writing and words

Epitaph of Love

for words,
writers' block-
said ?

for love,
broken up-
my emotions

by David Smith |
Categories: analogy, anti bullying, appreciation, baptism, character, courage, love,

Without Fear Or Favour

Without fear or favour,
Will you be remembered for this kind of behaviour?
Or will your epitaph be of a different flavour.

Will you be remembered as having no backbone?
Staying on your cell phone,
While others are cut to the bone.

Will you have showed how tough your love can be?
Or will you have preferred to wait and see,
What our re-action would be.

Has, fear of being out of favour?
Ruled your behaviour,
In place of Love your neighbour.

Is fear or favour been motivating your behaviour?
When others ask you a favour,
Knowing the consequences could be dour.

Without fear or favour,
Is it possible for extremism to sour?
The news every hour.

by Iger Rolyat |
Categories: bereavement, black african american, death, funeral, inspiration, life, loss,


Saw us come, watched us grow
Will witness the day we must go...on
Saw us through the wounds we beared
Shared the tears we shed
For all we cared...
Lent us smiles that warmed our hearts
Never asked to be repaid
Like Mother's love 
Gives and gives...
Nurtures all we are
Like Father's foresight
Knows that day must come
When days must end.

Copyright 2016   Iger Rolyat   All Rights Reserved

by Kaci Barnes |
Categories: death, family, father, loss, love, sympathy, teen, heart, heart, love, i love you,

Forever In My Heart

A million times I've needed you
A million times I've cried
If love alone could have saved you
You never would have died
In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place
No one can ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you
But you did not go alone                                            
A part of me went with you
The day GOD called you home
Your precious memory is my keepsake
With which I'll never part
GOD has you safely in HIS keeping
But I have you forever in my heart

by Kathryn Collins |
Categories: death,

Proof In Lock of Hair and Baby Tooth

Proof in Lock of Hair and Baby Tooth

‘Love you mama’
Shouts a fairy’s
baby tooth
set long before
in a violet velvet box.

‘Miss you lots’
whispers mama,
eyes fixed as she
fondles the
pearly bit.

This kind of love
so fast, no force
of wind can pry
from a mother’s
heart hammered to pieces

clumsily restored
with loving epoxy
and homemade patches
of friends and

Time’s stitches transform
the gaping wound in
scabby healing
and finally the
scar – another proof.

©Kathryn McL. Collins

by Susan Schebe |
Categories: dedication, miss you, mom, people, age, age, i love you,

The Woman I Never Knew

She looked like an angel
Sitting there in her bed
Everybody loved her
She had a great sense of humor
They say I am like her
I am very honored.
She was my dear mother.

She was a very sick lady.
She had tuberculosis and stomach cancer
She left me and this old world at the age of forty-five
I was age five
Mom I love you and I miss you.

by Chance Furlong |
Categories: angst, death, me, time,

For Those We'Ve Lost

My love, My friend why did the time we had together have to end. 
The times we had the adventures we shared, I will treasure them always as if they were precious gems.

Such a short time we had when you were taken from me so suddnley a tragic misfortune not just for me but also for out families. But on my life I swear as long as I have breath in my body I will honor your memory. 

Yo will live on this I vow not just in my heart but in the hearts of all those lives you have touched in some special way.

by Sarah Cassleman |
Categories: anniversary, death, dedication, devotion, family, farewell, funeral, goodbye, grandfather, grief, heaven, inspirational, life, love, memory, prayer, religious, spiritual, tribute, uplifting, war,


Here lies the best Grandfather,
One who was very considerate.
Remembering him as a child,
I would sit on his lap.
He was a rare person indeed.
He was a colonel in the Army.
Also superlative of a gentelman.
Here lies the best grandfather,
May he rest in peace.

by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: death, devotion, lost love, memory,

Notice of Bereavement

Dear Poetry Soup Members,
My dear husband passed away peacefully in his sleep July 29th at home. We were together over forty years. My daughters are here to help and comfort me. My husband wanted no service but military honors. He served four years in the army in military intelligence (MI). Please forgive me if I am slow to respond to your wonderful sentiments and comments on my poetry. Love and blessings, Connie

by Jayne Eggins |
Categories: dedication


she was but 
a whisp of breeze
but caressed within her words
is a love of humanity

by Welsonn Goh |
Categories: death, grandmother,

Goodbye To Grandma

I stepped out into th Monday morning rain,
'Cause where else can she be,
But in th rain;
But on my skin.

I'm at ease,
I'm home,
Where my heart is.

She's at ease,
She's home,
Where her heart is.

Always will be,
Evermore with me.

My pain,
Like th rain,
Comes to a drizzle

But my love,
Like her love,
Goes on forever.

I look'd out into th Monday morning rain,
'Cause where else can I find myself-
But in th rain,
Under my skin;
I'm at ease.

by John Wilkinson |
Categories: bereavement, dog,

I Miss My Dog

If you'd known it would hurt me, you wouldn't have done it
There's no way you'd want me to cry,
You wouldn't just leave, like a bolt from the blue,
without even saying Good-bye.
You knew that I loved you, you knew that I cared
You knew I would always be true
But now you are gone and I'm feeling quite scared
and I really don't know what to do.
I'll love you forever, I'll miss you for longer
you'll always be here in my heart
But time's a great healer and soon I'll be stronger
instead of just falling apart.

by Patrick Cornwall |


Love is a leaf in the wind

Floats and blows and spins

Settles for a moment but a gust 

The gust steals it 

It settles on a lawn

But the wind snatches

Spins and flutters

Zigzagging the leaf

Till it is raked into a pile

Carried to the mulch

The leaf turns into dirt

The dirt is used to grow food

Or the leaves are raked 

And burned and the fire

Love is burnt till none

by Stark Hunter |
Categories: death,

Edwin Van Dusen - 1831-1903

Edwin Van Dusen

1831 - 1903

Come closer my friend
Come closer to my forgotten grave, 
Here in Clark Cemetery.
You’ll find me enclosed beneath the hardened dirt here,
Beneath the grassy terrain.
My soul enveloped in infinite dust,
Remains alive still.
I fondly remember Christmas time
And hunting birds of prey in Turnbull.
But now I sleep in this eternal death world,
In the eye of Orpheus
Staring downward ever downward
My eye lids inside this cushioned casket,
Flutter and wink again and again,
Wanting love
Or the beginning of an amazing thought.
The thought that I lived and loved,
That I experienced every day of my life
With a mad joy.

by Eire Toyekoyah |
Categories: baby, feelings, love, native american,

My Little Star


by Katie Christian |
Categories: absence, death, emotions, eulogy, grandfather, grief, miss you,

An Epitaph For My Grandfather

Dear grandfather, you meant the world to me.
I loved you even as a baby. 
You played with me and gave me love,
Not something that every grandfather does. 
You didn't leave us that long ago.
It was only in 2013.
I remember that day like it was only yesterday. 
Sunny and warm, it was only eight in the morning.
You had asked for a napkin and we supplied,
But when we had gotten there you had already died.
I loved you paw paw, I really did, and I hope
Wherever you are you still love me.
I miss you, and wherever you are I know you miss
Me, too.
                           I love you, paw paw.
                                Rest in Peace

by Mark Goodson |
Categories: death, love, romance, wife,

The Perfect Woman

The Perfect Woman

“She loved me- she loved me not” 
And she sung “Stand by Your Man”
When the moment was right 
She would wiggle a bit  
Taking my manly hand
Of course she could cook
 I married her biscuits
 I did I did I did
The perfect women the one I married
Her voice no longer gets mad