Broken Wings

Broken Wings

A Poem by LivingDeath

I had a dream about my Grandpa

On these broken wings I'm falling
without you here I'm lost,
I can chase the dark forever
but our paths will never cross.

I held your hand and watched you
pass away that day,
now I sit here by your grave side
to say what I need to say.

You always lived with passion
never wasting a single day,
you lived until the day you died
your love can't fade away.

No one could ever make you frown
you loved each and every one,
you never held a grudge to heart
you were Gods perfect son.

You helped me through the ropes of life
as you did with all your friends,
your sisters, your brothers, your friends to the end
you loved them to the end.

I had a dream about you Grandpa 
but I don't know what it means.
I saw you here beside me
but than fell to weary knees.

I saw you at your funeral
with a shovel in your hand,
burying your own coffin
please help me understand.

On these broken wings I'm falling 
without you here I'm lost,
I can chase the dark forever
but our paths will never cross. 

© 2011 LivingDeath

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"I can chase the dark forever, but our paths will never cross"... beautiful imagery. This is a beautiful tribute to your Grandfather.

Posted 10 Years Ago

"you were Gods perfect son." This should be "God's"

"your sisters, your brothers, your friends to the end
you loved them to the end." Not so sure you should repeat "friends" or "end". It was awkward and a little like you were just repeating the same sentiment twice.

A very intriguing poem. I like the part about the speaker's Grandfather burying his own coffin. Perhaps that means he's burying death, that he has defeated it and his spirit is still alive. After all, he is "God's perfect son", or at least almost perfect. I don't know, though, I'm not very religious.

Hpwever, I do believe in souls, even if I don't know about God or heaven, and you have captured your grandfather's soul in this. The addition of the dream was a rather beautiful touch. If you had this dream just before morning, that would be even more interesting, as in ancient times, dreams in the mornign were seen as prophetic.

A good poem. I hope your dream didn't leave you feeling hopeless.

Posted 10 Years Ago

I don't know what to say.. that is very well written though it has brought tears to my eyes. I can picture what the poem is saying..

Posted 10 Years Ago

You have captured the epitome of grief. I should know it well enough to say that. Great job, little cutie.

Posted 10 Years Ago

A very sad but telling and emotional write of loss and how it hits the heart and understanding..I have lost so many and I still carry them close to me in my heart..Valentine

Posted 10 Years Ago

This is a powerful and emotional write. I am relating to this in ways I can't explain. What I get is that your dream is telling you to pick up where your grandfather stopped. Live by his example and become the person you want to be.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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