Emily Jane Brontë

(30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848 / Thornton / Yorkshire)

I Am The Only Being Whose Doom - Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn
I never caused a thought of gloom
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Comments about I Am The Only Being Whose Doom by Emily Jane Brontë

  • Niamh Nicholson (12/23/2015 4:59:00 PM)


    I am in total agreement with the line but worst to trust my own mind. We are all our own worst enimies, toughest judges and most critical aquaintances in life. (Report) Reply

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  • Marko Duvnjak (6/28/2015 2:52:00 AM)


    Beautiful poem, from a poet I have stupidly missed. (Report) Reply

  • Sossi Khachadourian Sossi Khachadourian (12/20/2014 11:02:00 AM)


    First melted off the hope of youth
    Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew
    And then experience told me truth
    In mortal bosoms never grew (Report) Reply

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (12/20/2014 9:32:00 AM)


    Expressions of feeling the mental agony beautifully made into a poem and it is very interesting. (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (12/20/2014 9:01:00 AM)


    But worst to trust to my own mind.......poignant expressions. Very nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed Aftab Alam Khursheed (12/20/2014 2:22:00 AM)


    Mental agony due to arrow headed from all side nice porm thank for share (Report) Reply

  • Pranab K Chakraborty Pranab K Chakraborty (12/20/2014 1:04:00 AM)


    First melted off the hope of youth
    Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew
    And then experience told me truth
    In mortal bosoms never grew

    Excellent spontaneity to open the gate of heart to utter some truth. Last stanza glittering its height. (Report) Reply

  • Melikhaya Zagagana Melikhaya Zagagana (11/29/2014 5:48:00 AM)


    No doubt this lady had had painful days on earth to the final day she departed, i have been following on her story and life. She was such a marvel and lacked support in a world dominated by the worst of man, publishing can be a nightmare when you dont have worse encounters. (Report) Reply

  • Vidura Prabhath Vidura Prabhath (9/9/2014 2:35:00 AM)


    identical for a sad person melted in grief (Report) Reply

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/6/2014 3:36:00 AM)


    But worse to trust my own mind.......Nice poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Christopher Moore Christopher Moore (12/20/2013 9:25:00 PM)


    Very good...inbox me sometimes :) (Report) Reply

  • Arabella Underwood (12/20/2013 7:13:00 AM)


    I love your poem! You have the talent to tell a poem like story and making it seem effortless. Could you please help me with my poem? It's called Fairies. Actually I would like everyone who reads this comment to please check out my poem and preferably give me some feedback. (Report) Reply

  • Ivana Ivana (10/1/2013 11:55:00 PM)


    Wonderful & painful. I can relate. This poem is woefully underrated. (Report) Reply

  • David Mclansky David Mclansky (12/20/2012 4:45:00 AM)


    We cpllude in our own destruction. Brilliant and unexpected. (Report) Reply

  • Fab Couture (12/20/2012 3:01:00 AM)


    Nice u did good girl go girl go fog (Report) Reply

  • Bill Grace (12/21/2011 10:13:00 PM)


    Incredible poem! Agree with Ramesh and fleur. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A Ramesh T A (12/21/2011 2:04:00 AM)


    Grief of a lonesome woman no one will like experience in life! A bitter truth is wonderfully expressed in this poem! (Report) Reply

  • fleur de lys (6/5/2010 6:13:00 AM)


    A very powerful outpouring, haunting and unforgettable. (Report) Reply










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