Poems About: GRIEF

In this page, poems on / about “grief” are listed.

  • 349.
    Dark Hours: The Drunkard's Mother

    Dark hours of tearless, sleepless grief,
    Of woe, denied the soft relief
    Of tears, to soothe the burning smart read more »

    Janet Hamilton
  • 350.
    Dialogus inter Vram & Skell, duos amnes Ripponam ambientes, & in parte oppidi orientali coeuntes, de morte celeberrimi viri, Ioh. Mallory, Equitis aurati

    Vr.
    Tell me, good Skell, from mirth to mourning cheer
    What so hath chang'd thee, or what moves thy mind? read more »

    John Ashmore
  • 351.
    Aurobindo 94 Savitri Book 7

    An appreciation on Savitri-
    Book Seven: The Book of Yoga
    Canto One: The Joy of Union; the Ordeal of the Foreknowledge
    of Death and the Heart's Grief and Pain read more »

    Indira Renganathan
  • 352.
    Ode On A Lycian Tomb

    I

    WHAT gracious nunnery of grief is here!
    One woman garbed in sorrow's every mood; read more »

    Silas Weir Mitchell
  • 353.
    A Capsule Of Grief

    When my Mom died, I didn't ever want to have friends or relationships again, thinking, what's the sense? they'll only die too! .
    Just wanting to stay home, be safe, not have to reach out to anyone.
    It's natural and normal when you're hurting so much, because the grief is so personal. It's hard to share it.
    There is no advice to give, the only thing I know of to do is walk through the grief, however long it will take. read more »

    RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  • 354.
    THERE IS NO TOMORROW

    Life changes its beauty all the time
    Life is a confluence of joy and grief
    The time that is here may not be tomorrow
    Live your life with a sing a song read more »

    SWETA LEENA PANDA
  • 355.
    Unasked

    I.

    Long had I dwelt with sad-faced Grief. Her tears
    Were my one gift thro’ dim and silent years. read more »

    Charles Hanson Towne
  • 356.
    Grief

    I TELL you, hopeless grief is passionless;
    That only men incredulous of despair,
    Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air
    Beat upward to God's throne in loud access read more »

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • 357.
    Exaggeration

    WE overstate the ills of life, and take
    Imagination (given us to bring down
    The choirs of singing angels overshone
    By God's clear glory) down our earth to rake read more »

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • 358.
    Joseph's Coat

    Wounded I sing, tormented I indite,
    Thrown down I fall into a bed, and rest:
    Sorrow hath chang'd its note: such is his will
    Who changeth all things, as him pleaseth best. read more »

    George Herbert
  • 359.
    If I should die

    1 If I should die to-night
    2 And you should come to my cold corpse and say,
    3 Weeping and heartsick o'er my lifeless clay --
    4 If I should die to-night, read more »

    Benjamin Franklin King
  • 360.
    Summer Song

    I looked into my heart to write
    And found a desert there.
    But when I looked again I heard
    Howling and proud in every word read more »

    George Barker
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