Poems About Grief Seeking Honest Critique
#grief
Poems about grief seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Epitaph
Yesterday my Epitaph read...
Unknown to some for he has died
Beware to others for he's still alive
His revenge will come, when you least suspect
Ponder your thoughts now, time to reflect
You smothered and silenced him throughout life
Victimized his family, causing pain and strife
He leaves you now with one more warning
Confession will heal in time of mourning
Unknown to some for he has died
Beware to others for he's still alive
His revenge will come, when you least suspect
Ponder your thoughts now, time to reflect
You smothered and silenced him throughout life
Victimized his family, causing pain and strife
He leaves you now with one more warning
Confession will heal in time of mourning
#grief
#death
#silence #revenge
#silence #revenge
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Been awhile
I spoke to you today, first time in a bit
didn't know what to say except I miss it,
I miss our talks, our laughs, our prayers,
the things nobody else shares.
I could use an I love you or I'm proud
the silence in your house has been so loud,
I keep hoping you'll be in your chair
but when I come home, you're never there.
I didn't have an elegant speech prepared
but I wanted to make my current pain shared
with the woman who kept me alive
and gave me reasons to survive,
the one who saw past my self hate
and listened to my talks no...
didn't know what to say except I miss it,
I miss our talks, our laughs, our prayers,
the things nobody else shares.
I could use an I love you or I'm proud
the silence in your house has been so loud,
I keep hoping you'll be in your chair
but when I come home, you're never there.
I didn't have an elegant speech prepared
but I wanted to make my current pain shared
with the woman who kept me alive
and gave me reasons to survive,
the one who saw past my self hate
and listened to my talks no...
#grief
#family
#death #memories
#death #memories
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Tomorrow will kill me
The life I led, or rather used to lead
no longer brings me joy or peace,
it would seem that the simple deed,
the one I thought would give release,
has instead chained me to my bed,
confining me to the hell in my head
forever tormented by the words I need to hear
and the ones I long to say
turning my soul black with fear
forcing my heart to shatter and decay
now, I face me alone and unarmed
while you seemingly remain unalarmed
as I sit, unable to cry anymore
as the world passes by and leaves me behind
if there's a way out,...
no longer brings me joy or peace,
it would seem that the simple deed,
the one I thought would give release,
has instead chained me to my bed,
confining me to the hell in my head
forever tormented by the words I need to hear
and the ones I long to say
turning my soul black with fear
forcing my heart to shatter and decay
now, I face me alone and unarmed
while you seemingly remain unalarmed
as I sit, unable to cry anymore
as the world passes by and leaves me behind
if there's a way out,...
#anxiety
#depression
#grief #breakup
#grief #breakup
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Tainted
The stains of sorrow cling and rub
No matter how much she claws and scrubs
Nothing seems to purge those inner scars
Imprinted deep where pureness once was
She closes her lids, for a brief veil
To respite the consuming pain
Yet, shadows paint the vivid scenes
The echoes whisper, haunting the stillness
The memory’s hand weight too heavy
On this deserted land, still pressing freshly
Will solace ever be found in this cleansing foam
Or to a never home, she must wander?
No matter how much she claws and scrubs
Nothing seems to purge those inner scars
Imprinted deep where pureness once was
She closes her lids, for a brief veil
To respite the consuming pain
Yet, shadows paint the vivid scenes
The echoes whisper, haunting the stillness
The memory’s hand weight too heavy
On this deserted land, still pressing freshly
Will solace ever be found in this cleansing foam
Or to a never home, she must wander?
#grief
#shadows
#memories #hurt
#memories #hurt
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D.M
Those lace up boots
Memory of doc martens
I had a black pair
Joe 90 had cherry
I first met him letting off firecrackers in his hand and he told me the secret to having balls was hidden in bohemian rhapsody
I could never work it out
Sometimes we swapped one boot for one
How people stared as we stomped around town with mismatched boots, dressed in black
Getting high on rum and coke
Also from the smoke
Motorbike madness
200 kph what a rush
Then you told me you liked to close your eyes at that moment
Like a slow...
Memory of doc martens
I had a black pair
Joe 90 had cherry
I first met him letting off firecrackers in his hand and he told me the secret to having balls was hidden in bohemian rhapsody
I could never work it out
Sometimes we swapped one boot for one
How people stared as we stomped around town with mismatched boots, dressed in black
Getting high on rum and coke
Also from the smoke
Motorbike madness
200 kph what a rush
Then you told me you liked to close your eyes at that moment
Like a slow...
#grief
#cars
#alcohol #memories
#alcohol #memories
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Kensie
Tiny
and in broad daylight
your fledgling spirit appears
Pale wraith
too sickly to rattle a window
or raise a murmur to beg
your breathless envy
can only press
an unformed face
a fraction closer to mine
Beyond the lull of the Gardens
footsteps cloud a clear blue sky
duty trudges through shadow
to rest by the Round Pond
I am mindful of the water's edge
as a little girl laughs
throwing bread to a black swan
...
and in broad daylight
your fledgling spirit appears
Pale wraith
too sickly to rattle a window
or raise a murmur to beg
your breathless envy
can only press
an unformed face
a fraction closer to mine
Beyond the lull of the Gardens
footsteps cloud a clear blue sky
duty trudges through shadow
to rest by the Round Pond
I am mindful of the water's edge
as a little girl laughs
throwing bread to a black swan
...
#regret
#grief
#unicorns
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My worlds collapsed
Despair is grave
Misery will enslave
Emotions will waive
I hoped and prayed that it was all just a memory
I wished and dreamed i wasn’t really this empty
And yet as I looked down, my world was black
I’d fallen down, off track… without any way back
Misery will enslave
Emotions will waive
I hoped and prayed that it was all just a memory
I wished and dreamed i wasn’t really this empty
And yet as I looked down, my world was black
I’d fallen down, off track… without any way back
#depression
#grief
#death
#despair
#emptiness
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Loss
A world once vibrant, now ashen and grey,
Veils between worlds grow thin, they sway.
Crimson paints the cruellest scene,
The color of a wrenching scream unseen.
Torture unfurls its cruel, unyielding edge,
Like a rusty dagger slicing a nerve, a pledge.
Her soulmate, once her constant star,
Her life partner, now distant, far.
Her lover, the keeper of her heart's core,
Lay silent on the unforgiving floor.
His essence, his warmth, quietly fades,
His lifeblood forming mournful glades.
Puddles spreading, a dark...
Veils between worlds grow thin, they sway.
Crimson paints the cruellest scene,
The color of a wrenching scream unseen.
Torture unfurls its cruel, unyielding edge,
Like a rusty dagger slicing a nerve, a pledge.
Her soulmate, once her constant star,
Her life partner, now distant, far.
Her lover, the keeper of her heart's core,
Lay silent on the unforgiving floor.
His essence, his warmth, quietly fades,
His lifeblood forming mournful glades.
Puddles spreading, a dark...
#sadness
#grief
#death
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Night vision
Crossing borders Canada never been here before.
Whole drive my mind and heart tore.
I still see you my love tears fill my eyes I still adore
Tree after tree each kilometer pass.
Pull up for petrol back out fast.
I'll break the steering wheel I don't ease my grasp.
Out by a lake British Colombia has peace.
Some lady won't quit speaking, go away please.
You don't know me not in the least.
I dint want to talk or eat with you.
I want to be alone is that wrong to do.
I had to move before my temper blew.
...
Whole drive my mind and heart tore.
I still see you my love tears fill my eyes I still adore
Tree after tree each kilometer pass.
Pull up for petrol back out fast.
I'll break the steering wheel I don't ease my grasp.
Out by a lake British Colombia has peace.
Some lady won't quit speaking, go away please.
You don't know me not in the least.
I dint want to talk or eat with you.
I want to be alone is that wrong to do.
I had to move before my temper blew.
...
#regret
#grief
#shadows
#suffering
#emptiness
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Dare I?
I clutch my covers childishly
And pull them close
To burrow into the warmth of my sorrows.
The chaos of years gone by
Have become nothing more than
Settling dust and distant screams,
And this bubble I've created
Has become quite cozy.
I have snapped the necks
Of a dozen versions of myself.
Their ghosts linger
As if to taunt me
With glories and regrets
Of my youth,
And their skin and bones
Clutter my halls.
I hesitate to emerge
From this state of reflection
And mourning. ...
And pull them close
To burrow into the warmth of my sorrows.
The chaos of years gone by
Have become nothing more than
Settling dust and distant screams,
And this bubble I've created
Has become quite cozy.
I have snapped the necks
Of a dozen versions of myself.
Their ghosts linger
As if to taunt me
With glories and regrets
Of my youth,
And their skin and bones
Clutter my halls.
I hesitate to emerge
From this state of reflection
And mourning. ...
#depression
#grief
#meditation
#fear
#PersonalGrowth
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Laughter at My Father's Passing
My father told me, on his death bed,
My child you are more evil than was I.
Not because you fill people with dread!
And not because you have the Devil's eye.
Oh no, it is because you are a lot like me,
Only you do not regret the things you do.
As I breathe my last, you weep not I see!
Is it because you and I both always knew?
That one day you would eclipse me fully.
Congratulations, daughter... and farewell...
And after that, no more did Father breathe!
I can only assume, his soul went unto Hell.
Oh what am I, sometimes I ask,...
My child you are more evil than was I.
Not because you fill people with dread!
And not because you have the Devil's eye.
Oh no, it is because you are a lot like me,
Only you do not regret the things you do.
As I breathe my last, you weep not I see!
Is it because you and I both always knew?
That one day you would eclipse me fully.
Congratulations, daughter... and farewell...
And after that, no more did Father breathe!
I can only assume, his soul went unto Hell.
Oh what am I, sometimes I ask,...
#regret
#grief
#death
#acceptance
#denial
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A TRIBUTE TO MRS. ZINN (I Love You)
Sadness covered the earth, as.the
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
#love
#grief
#mother
#heaven
#memorial
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DU Poetry : Poems About Grief Seeking Honest Critique