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grief Poems

Displaying 22 poems from the grief genre.

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1 year of you passing — Jhana Bissonnette	The battles that we faced Tested my patience The war we had made it last This battle caused us Pain I was a fool For Playing that game On your...	27 views Rate it
A Woman's Silent Pain — Anicia Marquis	They say time heals all wounds but losing is something I haven't understood. What was the point of me going through this. There wasn't anything I gain...	38 views Rate it
Calypso Watching the Ocean — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Years, years have pass'd away, Since to yonder fated bay ⁠Did the Hero come. Years, years, have pass'd the while Since he left the lovely...	14 views Rate it
Casket — Jessie Macke	When your bed is the casket and you’re scared of the world. When the pain is so real that you’re numb to the hurt. When you’re hoping for a breakthrough...	0 views Rate it
Darkness of Grief — Kadie Rasmussen	In the depths of sorrow, my heart does weep, A tragic loss, a wound so deep, But through the tears, love will endure In memories cherished ,forever...	1 view Rate it
Darling — Zaara Ariana	Clumsy gaze That futile Every gamble; Aura; that fray My soul, strain my mind, Break my ribs and trap my heart; I feel the fever rising in, ...	3 views Rate it
Grief after Keith — Jenny Middleton	Every night when the world is asleep... I slip beneath, My sea of grief. Left here alone in my tears to drown, Piece by piece, my world is crumbling...	7 views Rate it
I Dont Sleep — Kayla Bailey Jay	I don't sleep at night, Because you haunt my dreams. Waking up to find you're not here, Is much harder then it seems. I'd rather stay awake at night,...	11 views Rate it
i sat down and grief came to visit — Vincent Parker	The sun is almost gone And a shadow bores through I cry with freedom Loss is consuming Yet never gone least The memories are fond ...	34 views Rate it
Interior of the Warwick Chapel — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Low before the cross she weepeth, Weeping even while she prays; Golden o'er her mourning garments Fall the oriel's coloured rays;— Like the false...	4 views Rate it
Living with the Echo of Loss — Janet Miracle Muin	When a loved one leaves, it’s like the world goes cold, The silence louder than words, stories left untold. The ache doesn’t vanish, it quietly stays, ...	5 views Rate it
My Tears Form Rivers (1/13/88) — William Goresko	My tears form rivers That flood their banks On their winding journey To the sea. My grief Is so bountiful it fills The fields with blades Of tall grass in...	4 views Rate it
Poem no.4 — Charlotte Cohen	What's the point of it all, She despaired. What's the meaning of life? She thought she had it figured you see, So beyond her years and...	157 views Rate it
Prodigal Son — Latin X	Forgive me Father for all my sins. I’m knocking on the pearly gates trying to get in. Earth didn’t know my worth so I came home. Hoping I’m not here...	14 views Rate it
Seated ❤️ — Joanne Boyle	Do not look at me with sorrow, Simply because I sit alone. It is a choice I chose to make To compose the shivers from my bone. Do not look at this...	3,670 views Rate it
Sour Patch Kid (Grief) — Kara Kelly	Grief is like a sour patch kid. I thought grief was always a bastard, but I in a weird way, it's kind of a friend. It helped me extract an array of...	17 views Rate it
Tell’m — Latin X	I hope you’re watching over me from heaven. I hope God let you in. Tell’m you regret your passed sin. Tell’m you’re happy to be home. Tell’m...	12 views Rate it
The Little Shroud — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Paraphrased from the German. She put him on a snow-white shroud, A chaplet on his head; And gathered early primroses To scatter o’er the...	2 views Rate it
The Worshipper — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	It was a shrine, a sunny shrine, On it the Statue stood of Love; Thrice beautiful, as morning's dream Had brought the image from above. There many...	2 views Rate it
The Youngest — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	The voice of the mourner is heard on the air, And the old hall is darkened as midnight were there, And the foot-falls are soft, as they feared to...	1 view Rate it
The Zegri Lady's Vigil — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Subjects for Pictures. Series 5. No. 1 Ever sits the Lady weeping— Weeping night and day— One perpetual vigil keeping, Till life pass...	1 view Rate it
Your Name…. — GNana	Your Name…. I heard something funny, I wanted you to hear too, so I called your name. I saw something I’d never seen before, I wanted to share...	6 views Rate it