Poems About: GRIEF
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337.Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: II
Yes, who shall tell the value of our tears,
Whether we wept aright or idly grieved?
There is a tragedy in unloved years, read more »Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
When friends have gone, memories shall not,
Be unkind as the fragrant flowers that fade,
With vast images moving hands and foot,
And sinking through into where grief reside. read more »Gerry Legister
339.Grief - The Soul of Life
</></>Laughter, Joy and Happiness is all people want,
We could do without grief, they say.
Little do they know that I don't just daunt,
I am their lives' X-Ray. read more »Shashank iFalcon
340.+Leaves are to creep
</>Leaves do creep
And they must weep
When On them
The army of grief read more »akram saqib
341.S.Marshak, back translation of translated Shakespeare, son.90
If you stop loving me - as in this time,
When all the world keeps me in dissension,
Then be the hardest losses, but not last
Of drops of heavy grief to render! read more »Lyudmila Purgina
'As imperceptibly as Grief
The Summer lapsed away'
No matter how tightly i hung on
The Summer would not stay! ; read more »Theodora (Theo) Onken
The speechless air and vacant corridors
And a silent soul waving through.
His face is firm, his face is solid.
Embraced by grief, the heavy heart trudges read more »Rex Mathew Mathew
344.People Claim They Want More Peace
Agonistic balled up fists,
Shown by those too argumentive...
Are accustomed to conflicts,
And... read more »Lawrence S. Pertillar
Said I to Pain: "You would not dare
Do ill to me."
Said Pain: "Poor fool! Why should I care
Whom you may be? read more »Robert William Service
346.Of delicate poems
These poems speak their minds
Be it grief
Be it bliss
But what matters most is that these poems read more »Antonio Liao
STRUCK WITH GRIEF, S/HE PICKS A POEM TO READ, BUT FINDS ITS CONTENT A BIT HARD TO ASSIMILATE
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348.The Epitaph Of Bion.
Dolefully sound, ye groves and Dorian waters,
Lament, ye rivers, our beloved Bion;
Mourn, all ye plants, and whisper low, ye forests; read more »Henry Alford