Poems About: LOSS
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
337.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
338.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
339.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
340.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
The excited laughter
and giddy chatter of children
explodes in the air.
Shattering the calm. read more »Kim Davies
342.Sex is thicker than blood.
You can scold the child;
You can scold the parent.
They can be taken for granted
As they are bonded by blood. read more »Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
343.A SOUL DEPARTED TODAY AT PIET
A SOUL DEPARTED TODAY AT PIET
A soul exited Today to the abode of heaven
I could not recall his face as others say was a man read more »Tuna Biswal
My loss is my burden alone to bear
In sacrosanct equanimity
But sympathy does come calling
In drips and drabs to attenuate my pain read more »Chris Jibero
You lost a pin last night
one that adorned your hair.
A precious pin. read more »Sharad Rajimwale
346.Tout Pour L'Amour
The world may rage without,
Quiet is here;
Statesmen may toil and shout,
Cynics may sneer; read more »Sophie Margaret Hensley
it cannot be lost of material item,
is it loss you life, read more »Jacob Biehl
348.An Old Song Reversed
“THERE are gains for all our losses.”
So I said when I was young.
If I sang that song again,
’T would not be with that refrain, read more »Richard Henry Stoddard