1. Destined To Fly
in Change Poems
I remember the day we met.
Too young to see the danger.
I didn't know the devil you were,
That you'd fill me with so much anger.
Published: May 2021
All with real meanings
in Change Poems
I remember the day we met.
Too young to see the danger.
I didn't know the devil you were,
That you'd fill me with so much anger.
I'm rather inspired to witness a "rotted, dead flower" regaining his or her smile and faith in life. Drugs are illegal here in China, and we all know the anguish caused by drug addiction and...
No words could ever tell you,
No action could express
The way I feel about you.
With you, my life is blessed.
Love is deeper than we think. It sounds easy but binds a lot together. That’s why when finding someone to love, we must make sure we get it from a perfect source, and that source is God. Love...
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She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.
This is such an inspiring poem. I am a seventh grader with depression and it is because of my loving boyfriend that I am still alive. Please, anyone who is depressed, know that there is...
Can't you hear my silent screams?
They are so loud they echo in my dreams.
Behind this face that carries a smile
As long as you still have family and friends. I once did, long ago, until they all got tired of my depression, my anxiety, my "moods" when I couldn't motivate myself to leave my home and join...
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Depression is a monster
That destroys both heart and soul.
It tortures without mercy
And consumes its victim whole.
My Dear Malainse,
I am sobbing right now! Your words have both broke and filled my heart. Let me share with you, you have touched my life so much and lifted my spirits clear to the sky. I...
Are there rocking chairs in Heaven
where little babies go?
Do the angels hold you closely
and rock you to and fro?
On July 8, 2017, I lost my precious three month old granddaughter. She was at the sitter's and was found face down in the playpen. I received the call to rush to the hospital while my...
You're my rock that held me up yesterday,
Listening to every word I have to say.
You're my shoulder that's getting me through today.
I cannot promise
you that there will be no sad moments in your life,
But I promise
This poem is so lovely, simple, truthful, and sweet. What a perfect poem to read as part of your marriage vows. If I ever do get married (at 68, probably never), but if I did, I would ask...
in Grief Poems
By the shore of Sorrow's sea,
waves of tears roll endlessly,
cries that pierce this misty veil,
I never got to hold you,
Or kiss your little head,
Or watch you sleeping soundly
All snuggled in your bed.
Cole was a full-term baby. He died hours after birth. We held him for hours, passing him around. We knew he wouldn't live long, so we talked to him, telling him how much we loved him. After 4...
in Spiritual Poems about Death
I open my eyes to a light so bright...
Where I'm surrounded by colours, an amazing sight,
And a beautiful Angel holds me in her arms.
I feel safe and happy, contented and calm.
Reading this poem has brought me the only comfort I had after my son passed a few months ago. I'm lost and scared and sad for not knowing where and what he is now. This poem has brought some...
Precious in your little frame, you danced into my heart.
And with the grace with which you came, with grace you did depart.
You held my finger in your hand, and with it held my soul.
I fell in love with those wide eyes, one kiss and I was whole.
My baby girl died last April 15, 2017 because of congenital heart disease and did not survive the open heart surgery at the age of 1 year and nine months. Tomorrow (July 31) is her birthday....
Holding out these empty arms
Cursing my disillusionment
Why did I imagine it could be any other way
that I could have been content, dreams that's all it was
I lost my darling daughter on 3/5/1973, due to stillbirth. No certification to prove she ever existed, never got to see her, hold her, kiss or smell her, to tell her I loved her and how much...
Happiness is my veil,
Emptiness in my heart.
Always carrying you within me,
Like you never left my side.
in Son Death Poems
There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
But one child less.
One less open laugh and little boy giggle,
Robert, I hope you and your family found some peace together through this difficult month. I know what it is to do CPR and not have it be enough. I've also had those horrible nightmares and...
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