This Feeling Called Grief Poem by Paul Vincent Brown

This Feeling Called Grief

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This heartache this sadness
this feeling of pain
to think I'll never hear your voice
or see your face again

The loneliness without you
is beyond belief
I can't come to terms with
this feeling called grief

It's so hard to describe just how I feel
without you beside me
time has only stood still

I sit for hours in your favourite chair
talk to your photo
wishing you were there

I touch your clothes & start to weep
I hug your pillow
& try to sleep

Life must go on
I suppose it's true
but a day doesn't pass
without thinking of you

To treasure your memory
I must carry on
but nothing else matters
now that you've gone.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ernestine Northover 29 October 2005

It's so very hard to keep your chin up and carry on and try to smile. Time heals they say, I do hope so. Sincerely Ernestine. Lovely write by the way.

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Geraldine Snell 04 October 2005

Hi Paul I can really relate to the feeling of this poem and the beauty expressed in the grief and sadnes, having lost my husband, I so much know the emptiness Good work Paul

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Mary Nagy 01 September 2005

Very sad Paul. Looking forward to your next posts. Sincerely, Mary

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Sallie Howson 31 August 2005

very good..hope you post plenty more poems for us to enjoy

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