Poems About: GRIEF

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

  • 49.
    crying

    he says he likes to cry when
    everyone is asleep when no one hears his sound
    of grief anymore read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 50.
    Dark

    The sea upon me
    people see this wash on me
    wishing I crept into light
    this grief shades not this read more »

    Tajma Hall
  • 51.
    Grief

    Grief is like a child,
    Led with relentless hand
    By a strange nurse, whose face
    Seems never to have smiled, read more »

    Robert Laurence Binyon
  • 52.
    i do not run away from gried.....

    i do not run away from grief
    grief itself is the cure of grief,
    did you not know that from the thorns grows
    this rose? read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 53.
    Song Of Noble Grief

    Oh, noble grief of the suffering soul
    That into free verse bursts out...
    Would you perchance take comfort read more »

    Migjeni
  • 54.
    Friendship

    No wail of grief can equal answer win:
    Love's faltering echo may but ill express
    The grief for grief, nor more than faintly mock read more »

    Silas Weir Mitchell
  • 55.
    Silent Language Of Grief

    tears are the silent language of grief
    Taht mostly provide us comfort and grief
    When once they quietly all fall down
    On grass that's green or on mud taht is brown read more »

    Seema Chowdhury
  • 56.
    Antiquity

    When sadness becomes monumental
    When only tears can fall
    We cannot look upon you
    As an ordinary mortal read more »

    Lois Clarke
  • 57.
    Grief-Song

    New grief, new tears;-
    Brief the reign of sorrow;
    Clouds that gather with the night
    Scatter on the morrow. read more »

    John Bannister Tabb
  • 58.
    In my closet

    In throes of grief wit no pal nigh
    my aches let out in trembling sigh
    no hi from all my dearie pals
    they all and sundry wandering far read more »

    Saintdc Reward
  • 59.
    Song Of Nobel Grief

    Oh, noble grief of the suffering soul
    That into free verse bursts out...
    Would you perchance take comfort
    In adorning the world with jewels? read more »

    Millosh Gjergj Nikolla
  • 60.
    Grief

    Grief is my birth right
    Nobody can make me free
    From grief. read more »

    gajanan mishra
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