Writing

Dad:- you found the light

A Poem by Sarah Ince

A poem dedicated to the passing of my father, and the passage this brings both to those who transition, and for those who are "left behind" that may g..

Benny Blue

A Poem by StevenDanielb

This is about a friend from school, he had some amazing qualities but for some reason ended it with alcohol, pills, and a belt.

#9 Loss

A Chapter by tynamite

Let me tell you about something that I found weird enough to remember. I was in a room with strangers who were in the kitchen and washing dishes. I do..

The illusion of life

A Story by Kazeronnie Mak

You bawl at the deceased because he has already escaped from the human world of woes, or for yourself ? We only live once but if we work it right, ..

Here's Looking at You, Kid

A Poem by Steelwine

They sent processions to grieveOver meThey sent morticians to fussOver meBut no one sent angels to watchOver meI'll do it myself.

without a note

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner

obviously a work in progress... over the years I've had several persons close to me end their own lives. At 15 I had also made several attempts to end..

My Garden My Soul

A Poem by Carnation

A grievance poem

Behind The Mask

A Poem by Nightmare Catcher

Behind that mask is a beautiful face. But why is it sad, no clue not a trace.

Memoirs Of Desolation

A Story by James Martin

I drift. My mind is making a solitarily journey from love to loss. Navigating the haze of my existence as I sink be..

I Grieve

A Poem by gabiaimee

For myself

Late Summer

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

It has been beautiful, late August, full moona million crickets followinga million fireflies in June,a million May peepers. Immersedin insect, amphibi..

What Others Will Think

A Poem by Coolcrests

A poem about what siblings may choose to reflect upon as they mourn the loss of parents.

Departures

A Poem by Jasmine

A description of an old man attending the funeral of his late wife.

Blueberries and Pinkberries

A Poem by paulina misiewicz

I've written this poem last year, during the worst time ever (or months after that I should say)...though it will never be forgotten. He won't... *..

Her Majesty- Death

A Poem by SWANN

It's always when the clock hits twelve Her blur, her mind, her silhouette, Just when you thought you had it..

Death Plunge

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

We knew that the plane was going to crash,We plunged through the air, on high,We probably had five minutes to grieveA minute to say goodbye,She clung ..

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