Sad Emotional Poems about Death for the Amazing Souls We Lost in Their Prime

These sad poems about death are dedicated to the soul we lost. Those beautiful souls taken away before the brightness of their time, it is something that is so sad.

These sad poems about death are dedicated to the soul we lost. Those beautiful souls are taken away before the brightness of their time, which is something that is so sad. 

Sometimes we just can’t question why bad things happen to good people but sad as this might be, life still has to go on. To all the amazing souls we lost, live on, you will always live in our hearts.

I was at Osubi Airport, Warri when the words began to flow and right there I wrote this Sad Poem. Remembering the day our music industry lost an icon on Valentine’s Day. 15th February 2013 was the day I wrote these poetic words that are dedicated to “Goldie” - Susan Oluwabimpe Harvey. Inspirational Poems about Attitude in Life

Sad Salutation

Sad Valentine,
With sad salutation of love;
Icon of braveness,
With an attitude of thoughtfulness;
Sad life with a sad world,
But our home above beckons,
With the silence of adoration.

Life is too short but well spent,
Sad that it has to end this way;
A thought for the champion,
But see what the unforeseen hand;
The inevitable hand for all has done,
Now tears have become a song of pains;
Song whom only the Creator can comfort.

Life, so full of living yet the end came,
End that gave no moment of warning;
Now how do we explain this to all,
That life, so full of adorable fun;
Closed with no single word of salutation,
Words that would comfort all to live;
The same words could bring hope alive.

It has come, it has gone,
And all we could do is weep;
The Gold is gone without a goodbye,
Now there will never be another Goldie;
Who will give us another “Jawo Jawo”,
Where shall we find “Don’t Touch My Body”;
And where is the hit “You Know It”...

Oh rest in love,
For the day so red with love;
There you decide to fade with love,
In love we all love you;
And in love we all say goodbye,
Goodbye, for another of you shall never be;
Life, so bright, rest with love on the day of love.

Nsikak Andrew

Seeing the video of these young men being moved in their nakedness to the centre of where the jungle justice took place still saddens my heart each moment the scene of that video flashes through my mind. How wicked can some humans be? Now, these bright minds are no more, taken away in their prime. The thought of their loss drew within me the inspiration right there in the Office, Port Harcourt, Rivers State, Nigeria on 17th November 2012 to write this sad poem in sad memory dedicated to the Aluu 4, Ugonna, Lloyd, Tekena and Chidiaka. Sweet Happy Birthday Poems for Friends

Dead While Alive

Sleep in Aluu,
Murdered in the morning;
They were on a mission,
To collect the debt due to their friend;
But how fate had another plan towards them.

It came like a daylight joke,
Which to them was a huge lie;
But dead serious were the mobs,
Waiting in anger but to carry the act;
Which the wickedness of their hearts bears.

Thief, thief, the sound became louder,
Louder like the wailing of sacrificial echoes;
Only the devilish minds could sing her song,
With no thought of a second chance of reasoning;
If actually, the wails of their chorus were true or not.

Oh, pain in Aluu,
You have committed a sacrilege against those blood;
That, which the womb of a mother bears in tears,
Labouring within nine months as her gestation in wait;
With her day like joy in the moment of sorrow.

Aluu, are you cursed with a curse?
A generation whose youth shall never be proud to say,
This is the land of my ancestors without igniting a blink;
As to the remembrance of their devilish and evil deeds,
To those souls, you took without any cause of justification.

This is the city, the heart of the city,
City to which they sang, the city with no love for their own;
The city they live for, the city that has shown them no love,
The same city that made the world weep for them;
Same garden city to which the Aluu clan belongs.
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You have taken the joy of a mother in old age,
And made the families weep without any replacement;
Sorrow, blood and tears you brought to the faces of all,
Why and why could this so happen in a civilised society?
How could we lose the innermost conscience of our hearts?

It pains, it pains, it pains,
Yet the hand of time, we can’t turn;
Nor can we bring back that, which we can’t give,
Whoever has done this to your innocent souls;
May their days ever be like that which they did to you.

For you, we pour out our hearts,
To your loved ones, we share their deep grieve;
In togetherness, we lit a candle in our hearts,
For the light you bring might never dim;
But rather others would be strengthened by it.

Forever rest in peace,
Sleep well from the pains of this evil world;
You have paid an innocent price for no crime,
Yet crucified without any respect for human life;
For you, the glorious throne shall ever be your reign.

Adieu Lloyd! Adieu Ugonna!!, Adieu Tekena!!!, Adieu Chidiaka!!!
Your blood shall never go unpunished to those who did this to you,
They will forever live to go the way they made you all go through;
Continue to rest in the bosom of your Lord, your Maker and King,
With love, peace and respect we chant to the tomb where you rest.

Nsikak Andrew