by Janetta Harrington |
Categories:
lost love, love, sympathy,
Here in my room,
I lay in my bed,
With every thought of you,
Intruding my head,
Like snapshots in my brain,
Of the last thing you said,
My gut is violated,
And I twitch with rage,
I cannot free myself,
From this anxiety ridden cage,
And in this chapter of our life,
It seems I can't turn the page,
This torture is much worse,
Since you have been away,
I am so scared,
That away is where you'll stay,
And no matter how hard I try,
I will have to lay here in my room,
Alone one more day.
By Mac Holmes. Janettas grandson.
Written sitting in my room alone still waiting...
by Terry Flood |
Categories:
cat, loss,
So this, my cat, my confidante, my friend
His bed, empty now, I cannot discard
A photograph now on the mantel’s end
Beside his toy and a sympathy card
How long the wait, in this vast empty space
Till small sounds spare me the notion he’s back
Yet still shall I ready this special place
For friend and casket and polished brass plaque
You say he’s only a cat and he's dead
Still I make space midst old friends on this shelf
What notions strange and cold dwell in your head
When you have no love but that for yourself
Make light of my grieving if that you must
My cat I loved: As for you… not too fussed!
by Chris Hagy |
Categories:
absence, animal, christian, death, encouraging, sympathy, uplifting,
Though my stall here is empty now
If you listen close...
You can hear me running through a greener pasture
Your sorrow opens the gate and releases me free
Thank you for rescuing me from worldly darkness
And giving me love unsurpassed
So that I may now run with others so loved...
But never forgotten
I am a child again young and lean my spirit afire
And oh how our spirits thrive here
Never again to feel the pain of the earth
Hear me running!
For your tears have watered the grasses for me
In God's Greener Pasture
-originally written for Kae Surrah
an Arab rescue mare
by Ashley Beaudre |
Categories:
death, depression, loss, lost love, love, recovery from..., sad, sympathy
I'm overcome with grief
as I slowly die inside.
They tell me this is normal,
and everything will be alright.
I can't seem to eat a meal,
or close my eyes to dream.
All I visualize is your face,
then accidentally scream.
I can't seem to leave my home,
whats the point anyways?
Without you standing by my side
life is nothing but a waste.
Maybe soon enough I'll join you,
as I slowly die inside.
When I finally enter the gates of pearl
everything will be alright.
by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories:
childhood, father, hope, life, love, social, sympathy, god, god, joy, me,
I’m a man, just simply a man;
once a child with no other distinction.
I am neither your first son, nor last.
I cannot alter what God has planned,
nor stop sun to shine,
nor stop the rain he’s cast.
So, I seek a solution to the paradigm
of angst and joy of life,
of the person I should be now.
Though life’s full of mystery and of misery,
you were there to give me hope and dignity,
no wonder I always love to be with you.
But, when God decided...
we couldn’t say, “No!”
You left me with his everlasting glory.
As time passes, I realize the greatness of
love and joy on the day of my friend’s son,
I became like you, a loving godfather.
by Jan Terry |
Categories:
celebrity, death, obituary, suicide, sympathy, tribute,
A good man's gone, loved by us all
on the screen both big and small.
The fire is cold, the lights are out.
His soul's moved on, without a doubt.
The laughter's gone that masked the pain.
The house is still and peace does reign.
He fought his battles on life's wild ride,
but lost his war with the demons inside.
How can one thrive on acclaim and wealth
without the love of one's own self?
I hope you found the peace you sought.
The life you lived won't be forgot.
July 5, 2015
by Rola Safi-Henson |
Categories:
death, emotions, farewell, father daughter, moving on, sympathy,
As I lye awake and think of you
my heart always feels so blue.
I try my best to move on, but it's hard to do
since you've been gone.
Thou my heart feels like it's bleeding, I can't
stop how I'm feeling.
People say time will heal the pain but, at times
I feel I'm going insane.
I pray to god everyday, he makes my
pain go away.
I will always love you with all my heart, and know
that one day the healing will start.
But, until that day comes around I will never forget
when we laid you in the ground.
So, please God help me understand why daddy let go of my hand.
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,
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
by Anastasia Browning |
Categories:
confusion, love, sympathy,
Its not u, its me
Im tellin u cuz its crazy.
Crazy things happen dont u c
Crazy things happen wit u and me
Its hard to say goodbye
When u know everythings a lie
Its hard to say whats inside
Cuz every word makes u wanna cry
Dont u c whats happening
Im going crazy
I need u in my life cuz
Its eatin me alive
These things happen all the time
Theres no need to lie
Just hold on to your love
Through these...
"Crazy Things"
by Neldy Jolo |
Categories:
dedication, education, history, life, love, nature, nostalgia, peace, people, philosophy, political, sympathy, visionary
People are commonly different
Symbol of diversity piece
Pure race doesn’t exists
Color and creed are just an identity
Believe only in human history
God sculptured them from clay
People are equally created
Having many opposites
But respecting others taste
When everyone is treated equal
Nothing appears but peace in hand
Discrimination, disunity and, suffering won’t be born anymore
Written to advocate to suppress racism
Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia
10:30-11:00 am, November 13. 07, Tuesday
by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories:
lost love, love, sympathy
Emotional me
is out from my verbose head
like a winter flower with
petals, so much like
hankies of a sleepless god,
to wave in such elegance
my charm over you,
again and again, ‘til your
smile, left to death by the strides
of your rococo
lover, is awakened and
becomes my choka poem
by Gina Archibald |
Categories:
death, dedication, devotion, faith, family, loss, son, sympathy
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.
by Victor Apeanyo Jr. |
Categories:
lost love, love, sad, son, song-sympathy
A place still lies
Lonely and untouched
Every night it cries
Seeking for its walls to be patched
A place still lies
But dead in its self
With broken memories
And an empty shelf
I struggle to find myself
In the midst of all the strife
But above me a cloud of darkness
So thick, full of sadness
The place will still lie
But not utter a cry
It shall continue to die
Because no one asked why
by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories:
death, love, on work and working, on writing and words, people, sad, sympathy,
Up into the sky
he soared
like an Angel
With us
down here--
at Soupland, watching him as he soared
like an Angel;
So gentle…
and brave
he was,
a strong love he had, sharing it till the end, yet
His breath
could not resist the resounding call
of Heaven
and he left,
Leaving us his poetry, for
when great storms come in, his laughter
will dry our tears like rain.
--
for Tom Bell, a great poet who taught us all--
to laugh and to smile…to learn… and to give.
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
angst, anxiety, emotions, feelings, friend, lonely, sympathy,
I feel empathy for people that cry
and try to bring their suffering to light.
I can feel the joy within their world die,
and I know in my heart that it isn't right.
Loneliness can be a crippling feeling
that's more devastating than people know.
And that kind of hurting requires healing,
or it'll fester and soon begin to show.
Depression’s veil shadows a sad soul
as it sinks amongst the tears where dreams drown.
And hope oft levies a terrible toll
when there's no way up, and you feel held down.
Life has no purpose if it's lived alone,
without love, one may as well be a clone.
(Sonnet)
2/7/2018
by Courtney Webb |
Categories:
forgiveness, life, school, sympathy, teen,
you pick on the innocent
pray on the weak
leave the unwanted in your dust
harming all in your path
they go home
bruised and beaten
filled with tears
a lump in their throats
still breathing
still a love in their hearts
yet they have more strength
than you ever will
by Constantinos Grigoriadis |
Categories:
fantasy, happiness, life, love, passion, sympathy, universe,
I was not alone inside my loneliness
I had company, stars flowers and birds
But when you came in my life
I saw the universe close to me.
Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved
by Emily Kroeger |
Categories:
death, life, loss, love, sad, sympathy, time
I've watched her vanish and dietirate into withering roses.
The pain that takes over her body is spreading fast and furious,
and only weakens her!
How can she bring so much light into a room of darkend souls, with her smile,
When she has only those two weeks to remain?
Why her a mother and new bride?
She doesnt want to miss a thing in her young boys lifes.
But... she already knows how it will be and how it will come.
Six days, six days she had before the death withen her took
one last breath, and she vanished into the atmosphere and left.
by Jc Hawkens |
Categories:
angel, autumn, courage, lost love, love, poetry,
She Held My Heart
Poetic expression by JC Hawkens
On a Crisp Autumn day
I met an Angel of such gentle Grace
The warmth of her smile
The soothing of her voice
The melting of my heart
And within that faithful day
She listened to my sad story
And she Judged me not
She replied not in sympathy
But in truth she offered
Confessed her own troubles and doubts
She showed me that I was not alone
Mended my soul
Healed my splintered Heart
Shared a careful whisper
A soft touch
It is but only once in a thousand years
That one happens upon an Angel
And knows with a single smile
That this woman holds my Heart
If only I had the Courage to tell Her!!
by Alesha Roche' |
Categories:
death, loss, lost love, love, sympathy, me, me,
Tell me it isn't true
That he didn't hurt you too
Tell me that your not crying
Please tell me your lying
Why I ask you
Why I say
Why should this happen today
Onlt 13 years
Now we shead 13 tears
13 forever
Will my soul recover
My days and nights gets longer
Wondering if my days will get shorter
Feeling my heart getting heavy
The wish to hear his voice is driving me crazy
In loving memory Christopher Monte' Rivera
by Mary Thompson |
Categories:
animal, beauty, butterfly, change,
My Butterfly
Furry little caterpillar in
your coat of black and brown
It's so very hard to tell
if you are up or down
From your lofty branch
you fall onto a leaf below
Only to decide again
that's not the way to go
you are so steadfast
in your flight
I have such sympathy
for your plight
As you inch about to and fro
I wonder why I love you so
Then as the miracle
of life's performed
With golden wings
you are transformed
Your former self left stiffly dried,
no more a furry coat inside
Now as you glide on currents high
I need not wonder ,why I sigh...
Tis you I love, my Butterfly!
Author Mary Thompson
May/2000
by April Marie Johnson |
Categories:
death, depression, friendship, life, loss, lost love, love, song-sympathy, thank youlife, time,
I open my eyes
to another day
as the sun climbs
I fade away
im carried to a place where i feel no pain
carried to a time before you went away
I still feel you close, feel you here
in this life we chose its all so clear
when I remember you, remember you
I close my eyes
from another day
as the moon blinds
I fade away
im carried to a place where i feel no pain
carried to a time before you went away
I still feel you close, feel you here
in this life we chose its all so clear
when I remember you, remember you
by Joe Flach |
Categories:
introspectionmen,
On the surface she was beautiful
But she was ugly deep inside
Yet always she was surrounded
With many men by her side
On the outside she was ugly
Her beauty was deep within
She was always left by herself
Shunned by all the men
Showered with gifts and compliments
Never wanting for a date
Even though inside her heart was dark
Intoxicated with hate
Full of love and sympathy
Always lending a helping hand
Never receiving a single call
Avoided by every man
We can be so shallow
Deceived by our very own eyes
If we could only learn to see with our hearts
We men would be surprised
by John Loving Iii |
Categories:
devotion
Phyllis with passion
of love not hate
Phyllis with joy
that words can create
Phyllis with love
being more than just kind
Phyllis with happiness
just like wine
Phyllis with compassion
for our fellow man
Phyllis with sympathy
so we will lend a hand
Phyllis with pride
so we will not stand aside
And Phillis with the Holy Spirit
so our God will be near by
by Carolyne Lloyd-Hartley |
Categories:
daughter
Been blessed with a girl, so perfect, so small
then she says her first words in no time at all
pull up your socks theres a new world called school
her teachers complain, She's acting the fool
a boy's caught her eye, she's now on cloud nine
but I,m only sixteen, don't be scared, we'll be fine!
the hurt and the pain as the baby stays sleeping
not meant to be, I say as I'm weeping
times a great healer as she soon bounces back
three grandchildren later, she's now got the knack
now in wedded bliss, and studying hard
she never looks back, there's no sympathy card
life toughens you up in the harshest of ways
and my love is all yours till the end of my days