Poems About: GRIEF
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361.Laugh With The World But Weep Alone!
LAUGH WITH THE WORLD
BUT WEEP ALONE!
I have come to bear my own cross, read more »RAJ NANDY
Softly first I hear you calling
Building with intensity
Try to keep myself from falling
Taking everything from me read more »Dan Ochs
363.Menaphon: Sephesta's Song to her Child
Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,
When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. read more »Robert Greene
Two who once shared a harmony,
Sharing grief! read more »Lawrence S. Pertillar
365.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
366.Dialogus inter Vram & Skell, duos amnes Ripponam ambientes, & in parte oppidi orientali coeuntes, de morte celeberrimi viri, Ioh. Mallory, Equitis aurati
Tell me, good Skell, from mirth to mourning cheer
What so hath chang'd thee, or what moves thy mind? read more »John Ashmore
367.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
368.We Gave Her A Bouquet Of Roses
We gave her a bouquet of roses to place on her baby's grave
The baby girl born alive that the doctors could not save
The birth of new born baby a time of joy and cheer
But if the new born baby die such news none wish to hear. read more »Francis Duggan
Good Grief, For Pete’s Sake and I Swanee To My Time
How many times I’ve used these phrases to express what’s on my mind!
But I’ve had some time to think things through and if you’ll pardon me
I think I’m more confused right now that I ever used to be! read more »Donna McCord
370.The Itching Stays
Conceiving of love as an ocean of felicity, I sprang to bathe in it;
Then looking back, I felt sorrows getting about to wind around me.
I wonder whoever has created this clear-watered lake of love!
My heart’s pretty shaking: here roam the insects of grief forever. read more »Sofiul Azam
371.The Bell Rings
The bell rings through its own shadow.
Death knoll. Death knoll.
Reverberates and simulates the grief of eternity. read more »Alex Sigston
372.DEEPLY BLUE INDIGO HUED
Your grief, as anger on your skin, tattooed
with hornet stings, I’ve scraped red raw again. read more »Janet Budd