Poems About Death for Free
by Nicholas Gordon

Poems about death, poetry about death, free for any personal or non-commercial purpose. All poems: copyright by Nicholas Gordon.

Music: Lament for the Death of Owen Roe O'Neill. By Turlough O'Carolan. Sequenced by Barry Taylor.

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A Gift's Been Given in Your Loved One's Name After My Father Gave Me His Blessing Audrey Birthdays Do Not End with Death Bobbie Jo Can't Be with Us Buddy Buddy2 Can't You See? Don't You Care Children Who Die Are Not Really Gone Dan Phillips Lived a Golden Life Dear Son, I Cannot Speak Death Can Also Be a Dance Death for One Ought Not Mean Death for Two Death Is like a Car Death Is Nothing but a Moment's Rest Diabetes Tells Us We're Machines Each Moment of Love Remains like a Song Early On, There's a Point to Regret Ed Was a Black and White Paint Quarter Horse Every Moment Sings with Fascination Every Time I See My Pansies Fathers Need Not Fathers Be Father's Day Without You Is like Music Frosty Died Last December Her Life Was Not as Glorious as Some Here's a Little Ditty How Lucky to Have Had So Good a Father How Might a Spirit Settle in the Wind I Am the Mirror of Our Love I Cannot Think You're Not Alive Somewhere I Didn't Get a Chance to Say Goodbye I Don't Want to Be Coy I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain I Have One Living Son I Miss Your Laughter, Fun, and Gentleness I Need to Say Goodbye Although You're with Me I Think of You as Watching from I Want to Make It to My Graduation I Want You to Be Happy When I'm Gone I Wish that I Could Bring You to the Lord I Would Be Proud of You, Could I Attend I Would Not Be the Sun to End Your Night I'll See You When the Sun Goes Down I'm Sorry I Can't Be with You Today In Eighth Grade My Best Friend Passed Away In Memory of Those Who Died Josh2 Julie Kathleen Charlotte Angel Passed Away Kaylynn Lady Lee Beaumont Died at Fifteen Life Is Beautiful, My Child Make My Sorrow Pride Margarita Martin Matthew2 Mom Lived Her Life for Love of Friends and Family My Mother Passed Away on June the Fifth Neither Mourn nor Celebrate Nicole2 Nora Not a Day Goes By that I Don't Think of You On the Death of a Teacher One Night I Saw Aaron One Year Ago You Died, and Still We Mourn Our Grandson Tyler Was Just Over Seven Recently I Dreamed I Talked to You Rest in Peace, My Loved One, Rest in Peace Sarah2 Several Days Before I Was to Die She Died Soon After Many Years of Pain Some Losses Seem to Augur Endless Night Sorrow May the Heart Sometimes Deface Sorrow May the Heart Sometimes Deface (2) Souls Do Not Disintegrate and Die Such Love of Life Cannot So Quickly Fade Tarah and Serrin Have Not Passed Away Tears Flow Down to Endless Streams of Sadness Thank You for Helping Me to Die Thank You for Leaving Me Your Son Thank You for Naming Yours after Our Own Thank You for Your Recent Contribution The Cancer That Killed You Was Part of You Gone Quite Insane The Gift of Life Is Never More or Less The Night I Tried to Kill Myself The Sky Is Falling! The Sky Is Falling! The Time for Love Is Now Fast Disappearing There Is a Fructifying Sort of Grief There Is a Residue of Hope There Is No Difference in the Way I Love You There Is No Threnody for Utter Darkness There's No Understanding What You Did Theresa This Truth Is like a Sea That Has No Shore Those Last Few Years of Helpless Pain Though I Chose Death Instead of Pointless Pain Though This May Be Our Christmas Last Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done To a Stillborn Sister To Lose Someone Who's Loved You All Your Life To Say Goodbye's Impossible Forever Tyler Understand Death Has No Use for Time We Are Not Your Children We Lost You Just Two Years Ago Weep, Weep Within Me, Darling When Death Must Come at Christmastime Where Did You Go, My Lovely Ones Where Do We Go You Did Not Merely Die, but You Were Murdered You Had the Gift of Happiness You Killed Yourself and Didn't Think of Me You Never Thought that It Would End This Way You Taught Me How to Love You You Told Me in a Dream You Always Loved Me You Were for Us Not Only Love, but Bread  You Were My Mother and My Friend Your Legacy Must Be Both Love and Fear Please direct all email correspondence to the webmaster at poemsforfree.com. Please direct all correspondence by mail to Nicholas Gordon, P.O. Box 3043, Fort Lee, NJ 07024.

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