Poems About: LOSS

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

  • 229.
    nothing but...

    she has been pulled away,
    my love,
    i grieve her loss,
    but she still lives read more »

    Bob Sujdak
  • 230.
    Growth

    Some things are certain; There is no growth without change,
    No change without fear or loss, and no loss without pain;
    Though, to you it may be unwelcome, and even strange-
    Growth gifts a curative effect, and renders much gain; read more »

    Maurice Harris
  • 231.
    Sonnet 42: That thou hast her, it is not all my grief

    That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
    And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;
    That she hath thee is of my wailing chief,
    A loss in love that touches me more nearly. read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 232.
    Wail! , Wail! ! , Wail! ! ! for HAITI.

    Wail, ! Wail, ! ! Wail for HAITI! ! ! ! ! !
    Wail for the sight is Gory,
    Wail for the deaths of these Infants
    Wail for the deaths of these women, ; young, and Old read more »

    SEGUN RASAKI
  • 233.
    Loss and Gain

    It's like the shedding of skin,
    Through a frightful din.
    You can emerge more caring, stronger, bolder,
    Or sadder, much weaker, and certainly colder. read more »

    fade ward
  • 234.
    To Fine Lady Would-Be

    Fine madam Would-Be, wherefore should you fear,
    That love to make so well, a child to bear?
    The world reputes you barren: but I know
    Your 'pothecary, and his drug says no. read more »

    Ben Jonson
  • 235.
    Only Love Can Say...

    Count them like the random pennies safekept for a rainy day,
    the obvious cruel reasons of the hows and whys;
    loss pushes love away...
    Take the cold frigid reasons to hand spread them out to lay, read more »

    LoraMae Hawkins
  • 236.
    The Loss

    The loss of someone
    you don't know
    yet you loved with all you heart
    Is the worse loss you can ever have. read more »

    Diana Galvan
  • 237.
    Loss

    Loss is a language I’m fluent in.

    Its syllables rush forth with martial precision. read more »

    Deborah Harvey
  • 238.
    His Loss

    He made me think I was the only one.
    He led me where I wanted to be for him.
    But, really I allowed him to do this to me.
    How can i blame him for what I let happen to me, sweet memories.. read more »

    teri bronte
  • 239.
    Regrets Held

    Ripping tearing pulling shedding demolished
    all what’s left of my internals
    I stand above looking down on my body
    too much for me handle read more »

    faith toney
  • 240.
    Fading whispers

    The sadness of our thoughts

    an unrecognizable pain read more »

    Kyle Breutigam
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