#death poems on Hello Poetry

BloodOfSaints 8h

If you had died-
because of what I said,
what I didn’t say,
what I became
when you needed softness and I turned to steel-
I swear
I wouldn’t be writing this.
I’d be gone too….

Not out of love.
Out of guilt.
The kind that climbs your spine
like a noose learning your name.

I replay it every second-
your silence,
the hours you vanished into,
the stillness I didn’t recognize
until I imagined you cold.

My hands,
these stupid hands,
could’ve held you.
But they threw the match instead.

I dream of your name
stitched into hospital linen,
and it guts me.
Because if you had slipped away-
for real-
I’d be carving apologies into my skin
just to feel the pain
you almost drowned in.

I’d rather bleed than breathe
if it meant you’d never felt that alone.

But you stayed.
God, you stayed.
And now I’m here
with this monster in my mouth
named regret,
and a thousand I’m sorrys
that don’t resurrect a single thing.

If you ever leave again,
don’t let it be like that.
Don’t let me be the reason
your story almost ended.

How can I ever live with myself?
I can not.

my biggest mistake.

#pain #love #sadness #suicide #depression #death #life #imsorry #forgiveness #poem

Soul 10h

Ode to a Coffin

Why be so rude?
To keep yourself warm
in the freezing cold,
you stole my seat,
which I saved
long ago.

Did you know?
The Atlantic's mighty
seas shed their tears
'till no Mariana
Trench remained;
The Northern winds
kept swirling,
awakening the fury
of the Typhoon lord.
All in vain—
seeing my
vulnerable pain.

May I ask,
Why?
Why did you
bury yourself
deep down in a
place I cannot reach,
below my wrinkled feet,
leaving behind
a dead rose
in a black
***?

A loss hurts so deeply. The hurt may not be seen by others, it even may be due to their actions. But that pain...

#pain #loss #death

CE Uptain 18h

Writing in the Graveyard

I like to write in the graveyard, I know people there
It’s nice and quiet, city sounds fill the air
A peaceful feeling comes over my mind
All of the memories my heart can find
I don’t see any ghost walking, I only hear voices
Some trying to say make better choices

I like writing in front of my grandfather’s stone
He makes me feel like I’m not alone
I look up, I see more stones of granite
All those names and dates, with no faces
Their memories are there, just in different places
When I finish and it’s time to leave
I’ll dry my eyes, stand quietly and grieve

As a poet, I take my notebook anywhere and find inspiration there too. Doesn't always work. Sometimes I come home with empty pages.

#rhyme #love #death #inspiration

Hadrian Veska 1d

To Dust at Last

We thought the machines, the extraterrestrials or even the gods themselves would come down and stop us.
We had it seemingly coded within us, thinking there was some hard boundary that we would not be allowed to cross.

But no one came.
There was no one to stop us.
No one to contain our endless ambition.
The universe had no natural mechanism to contain such an intelligent virus, and indeed that is what we are.

From world to world galaxy to galaxy we leapt,
ever quicker ever more hungry.
We became all the things that our ancient fantasies and fictions
told us we would fight.
We became the machines, we became the extraterrestrials
and even greater than the gods themselves,
whom we gave up trying to find eons ago.

We knew now that anyone in existence who dreamed of gods, dreamed ever so dimly of us. Or they would,
if there was anything left that could dream.
Here in the infinite cold dark,
a universe stripped clean like meat off of a bone.
There was an old saying that we came from dust,
and to dust we shall return.
We rest content now,
knowing we took all creation with us.

#scifi #space #future #time #gods #man #end #universe #death #life

Peter Balkus 1d

Who Promised You

Who promised you tomorrow?
Who promised you today?
Who said that is for certain
you'll take another breath?

Who said that life will get you
everything you deserve?
Who said that death is awful?
And that there is The End?

Who lied about the future,
who lied about the past?
Who made you sad? Who turned you
in giant made of dust?

#life #death #end #promise #spiritual

Unpolished Ink 1d

Close The Door

Close the door
slip the latch and let it fall
I am sad to say farewell
but I must leave you all,
imagine me at peace
freed from earthly things,
I am the autumn breeze
a winter wind that sings,
I am rain, I am sky,
a part of everything,
we did not say goodbye,
I am summer, I am spring
blossom, light as air,
don't think of me as gone
look around and I’ll be there

I have written this for my dad's funeral, which is in a couple of weeks

#death #hope #goodbye

Lostling 1d

Dreams

When I sleep,
I no longer dream.
If I do dream,
It fades with the rising sun.
Unless it's one
Where you lay in my arms
Sleeping, because I was too late.

Who could forget such a dream?

I had another nightmare last night. I wish they'd stop.

#dream #nightmare #remember #death #loss #grieving