Top 100 Poems About: GRIEF
Top 100 Poems on / about
- carpe diem
1.On His Deceased Wife
METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint
Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave,
Whom Joves great Son to her glad Husband gave,
Rescu'd from death by force though pale and faint. read more »John Milton
2.The Widow's Lament in Springtime
Sorrow is my own yard
where the new grass
flames as it has flamed
often before but not read more »William Carlos Williams
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count read more »Robert Frost
4.I measure every Grief I meet (561)
I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, Eyes--
I wonder if It weighs like Mine--
Or has an Easier size. read more »Emily Dickinson
5.To Be, Or Not To Be (Hamlet, Act III, Scene I)
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, read more »William Shakespeare
Though he, that ever kind and true,
Kept stoutly step by step with you,
Your whole long, gusty lifetime through,
Be gone a while before, read more »Robert Louis Stevenson
Putting up new curtains,
other windows intrude.
As though it is that first winter in Cambridge
when you and I had just moved in. read more »Ruth Stone
Ah, what avails the sceptred race!
Ah, what the form divine!
What every virtue, every grace!
Rose Aylmer, all were thine. read more »Walter Savage Landor
9.Song Of Despair
The memory of you emerges from the night around me.
The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea. read more »Pablo Neruda
10."My True Love Hath My Heart and I Have His"
None ever was in love with me but grief.
She wooed my from the day that I was born;
She stole my playthings first, the jealous thief,
And left me there forlorn. read more »Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
Strew on her roses, roses,
And never a spray of yew!
In quiet she reposes;
Ah, would that I did too! read more »Matthew Arnold
12.I Found Her Out There
I found her out there
On a slope few see,
That falls westwardly
To the sharp-edged air, read more »Thomas Hardy