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kenny Diamond Sep 2015
The years go  by but forever missed  
The kinds and loved you showed me
You never asked for anything
Your heart so pure
You ment so much to me
The days were dark but u always brought in the sun
I wish i could turn back time to say i am sorry
My heart still bleeds with the sadness
The ink on my skin flows deep
I will never  forget you bc  you were like mother to me
This is for my nana who passed away 6 years ago. I will always miss u and love u
Coconut Skins Sep 2015
There is a fragility to you now,
Your hands wrinkled and cold,
Your memory fading.

I hate the talk of your death,
It hangs in the air like an icy dagger
Long after the conversation has finished.

Though I know it's inevitable it fills me with dread.
Within the walls of your house
I feel safe and comforted.

A cupán tae offered to us immediately on arrival
To the ever-welcoming 'St. Philomena's'.
The treasured home made brown bread for tea.

Your hearty laugh rings out
Through the old bungalow,
The lines in your face falling into those familiar creases.

Nothing will be the same when you leave,
The heart of this dear house will be hacked out
Leaving only our memories of you.

Thanks to you we have many of them,
Each as precious as the last
Encapsulated in a golden haze.
Baylee Jul 2015
I miss you more than ever,
And as the tears stream down my cheeks
It's too much effort to be clever,
Because you're gone
And it's been three years
Which only make the tears
Stream faster and longer.
I still remember you how you were,
But I can't forget the way I last saw you,
It hurts me to know how much pain
And suffering you went through.
And to think that everything that's happened
In the past three years,
You never experienced.
I had surgery, to remove a tumor,
I'm in better shape now than ever before,
You never saw me graduate and walk that raised floor.
You never will know who I grow up to be,
Or what I grow up to do.
I don't know why,
But right now it's so hard to focus on life,
Because more than anything else,
I miss you.
For my Nana. A well-loved and respected woman. RIP Nana. I think of you often.
kenny Diamond Jun 2015
Days go by forever missed
The tears burn my skin and sadness feels my soul
Since u been gone my heart is not the same
I know u are looking down on me wishing the best
I hope u know how much I loved you
I feel like I am on the outside looking in since u been gone
I walk alone as the tears burn my skin
Love feels my soul with the thought of you
I was star in your sky
You always see the good in me
Even when sun was covered by the dark
I can’t turn back time
But hope you hear me
You will always be apart of my soul.
this was about my nana she passed away couple years back. It is still hard losing someone  you care about She was like mother to me
Perri Jun 2015
Nana,
words cannot explain
the love you shared with me
no one
to this day
saw in me what you'd see

our souls were intertwined
from the day of my birth - 08/10/92
to the day you died - 08/11/2010
Eighteen years and one day
lovely nana, you had never left me astray

Nana, I loved how we'd feed off
each others curiosity
to me, you passed down  
your warm soul
genuine mind
and extreme generosity

your love for me was so pure and deep,
and you would tell me no other compared
and that is a secret I will surely keep

I hope you are now watching me, nana
as I hurt knowing your love is part of the past
But just so you do know, nana,
the love you shared with me
is imbedded in my soul and bones
and I know it will forever last.
she was my best friend and no one will ever have a love for me like she did.
Nikki Tinebra Apr 2015
I can hear you. You whisper to me.
Like a midnight vesper with your voice
cloaked in darkness, aching to be seen.
You are intangible. I reach and yearn
but you are lost.

I imagine you sometimes in the eyes
of the Lladro figure on my bookcase
the last thing you left to me
because no one else ever loved it the way you did.

She still feeds her swans, you know
that Lladro with her bright gaze
and tiny archaic smile.
She reminds me of you.

Sometimes I wonder if you’re there
and that’s why I hear your little voice
or smell your sweet perfume,
the twirl of her porcelain umbrella
wafting it through my bedroom’s stagnant air.
Miki Apr 2015
Dot
2 am coffee rings on my bedside table
procrastination at the expense of a letter grade
Nana's hand-stitched quilt has never felt so soft
But her funeral hit me hard
That quilt draped over her coffin
matched the color scheme
of the one she made for a little girl
who love butterflies and spring time
I remember pool side juice boxes
stuffed animals from a pretty lady
she was nice to me
her mom was mean to her
she cried at the funeral
Nana was a better mother to her than
her own ever dared to be
her sister found cigarettes
shes so thin now
I remember her lipstick
its always been red
it looks so red on her skin
the color of the ash
that falls from her stick
matching the skin of Papa
Nana's son
He sang at her funeral
He cried the whole time
Everyone cried
Not me
but I cant cry
Jade Green words
she read them
spotty reading with bad rehearsal
but I remember
her and I and him and my brother
juice boxes
quilts
that pool
its all her
and
I wish I had known her well enough
to miss her
My Nana's funeral was today. Her quilt is still in my room. She made us a few. It means a lot more now that im out of chances to thank her for it.
Lilliana Lucinda Mar 2015
Slowly I walk to her
Bending over to embrace
Her scent of *****
My heart swells
A lump in my throat
Tears release
Falling onto her shoulder
I don't dare let go
I am apart of her
And she of me

       L.Cole
Commuter Poet Dec 2014
I see you in the sunlight through the trees
I remember your bright blue eyes
I cannot forget the love you gave me
Written 26th November 2013 to commemorate 100 years and one day since my Nana's birth

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