Poems About Grief Seeking Honest Critique
#grief
Poems about grief seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Small Scale Swindler
I see your innocent lies.
The inner struggle.
I understand the inner position.
The need for crafty lines.
Eloquent apologies
Dear Father.....
Dear friend....
Sneaky lyrics
Poems
Dm's
It's never enough
Yet you cannot stand it.
But you must hold it
Every scrap, every drop
Holds you up
Steal a smile
A kiss, an hour, a pic,
A drop, a nip.
It's needed, you need it.
To line the bottom of your cup.
To hold you up.
The inner struggle.
I understand the inner position.
The need for crafty lines.
Eloquent apologies
Dear Father.....
Dear friend....
Sneaky lyrics
Poems
Dm's
It's never enough
Yet you cannot stand it.
But you must hold it
Every scrap, every drop
Holds you up
Steal a smile
A kiss, an hour, a pic,
A drop, a nip.
It's needed, you need it.
To line the bottom of your cup.
To hold you up.
#frustration
#grief
#rejection #shame
#rejection #shame
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When you are crying in the rain
to what end
true tears of joy
or streams of sorrow
moments all washed way
true tears of joy
or streams of sorrow
moments all washed way
#grief
#love
#memories
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you left me
You smoked from the bong
That blurred the lines
And numbed the ache
That they left within you.
The lingering memories
You couldn't help but remember
Somehow always overrode
The memories we made
While trying to fix you.
So confined in the lucid
You infused your body with intoxications
Always ignoring
My weeping sorrow
You left me
Trying to recollect your being in my head
Whispering to your ghost
“Why do I have to remember?”
That blurred the lines
And numbed the ache
That they left within you.
The lingering memories
You couldn't help but remember
Somehow always overrode
The memories we made
While trying to fix you.
So confined in the lucid
You infused your body with intoxications
Always ignoring
My weeping sorrow
You left me
Trying to recollect your being in my head
Whispering to your ghost
“Why do I have to remember?”
#death
#grief
#hurt
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Incense of Insomnia
Quiet time solitude darkness staring.
Regret, seeps through the stench suffocatingly repulsive
Heart wrenching stagnant deeply alone,
the stench, the stench.
Nauseating nostalgia nothing nothing nothing.
Quiet tears so draining sadness
Rigid silence thoughts teach significant suffering repetitively
Hope watches suspiciously, dying, afraid.
the stench the stench
Nonchalance, no chance nothing nothing nothing
Regret, seeps through the stench suffocatingly repulsive
Heart wrenching stagnant deeply alone,
the stench, the stench.
Nauseating nostalgia nothing nothing nothing.
Quiet tears so draining sadness
Rigid silence thoughts teach significant suffering repetitively
Hope watches suspiciously, dying, afraid.
the stench the stench
Nonchalance, no chance nothing nothing nothing
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#grief
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My Grief, Mine Alone
I want desperately
to write about you
To tell the world
how wonderful you were
and how lucky,
anyone who had the
Privilege
of knowing you,
would be
My thoughts…
won’t settle down
and let me
pen my feelings
I’m too afraid
if I do the flood gates
holding back my tears
will tear loose their hinges
and the tsunami of grief
will drown my soul
to write about you
To tell the world
how wonderful you were
and how lucky,
anyone who had the
Privilege
of knowing you,
would be
My thoughts…
won’t settle down
and let me
pen my feelings
I’m too afraid
if I do the flood gates
holding back my tears
will tear loose their hinges
and the tsunami of grief
will drown my soul
#death
#grief
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Replication
Your eagerness echoed his persistence,
both vestiges of the whispered call
I heard telling me I was home
in his arms and from his chest so many lives ago
Not to mention my first follow, little cloud left me in darkness
Model 4, not counting revisions within editions,
wrought, knowingly, with pitfalls and potholes and risk
with blind eyes wide open, I enter
high risk; an exponential increase to the charge
I am sparking, seeking a flame to burn only me
The distortions I've been spinning myself,
thinking in moments I...
both vestiges of the whispered call
I heard telling me I was home
in his arms and from his chest so many lives ago
Not to mention my first follow, little cloud left me in darkness
Model 4, not counting revisions within editions,
wrought, knowingly, with pitfalls and potholes and risk
with blind eyes wide open, I enter
high risk; an exponential increase to the charge
I am sparking, seeking a flame to burn only me
The distortions I've been spinning myself,
thinking in moments I...
#bittersweet
#grief
#loneliness #sadness
#loneliness #sadness
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The love of God
people
The love of God
Is pure
That he is giving
To you every
Single that
People I am telling you
The truth
I never lied to you
People
Because lies won't get me
Anywhere
Also people
I don't want to lose you
I also need you to be
A part of my life
Every single day
The love of God
Is pure
That he is giving
To you every
Single that
People I am telling you
The truth
I never lied to you
People
Because lies won't get me
Anywhere
Also people
I don't want to lose you
I also need you to be
A part of my life
Every single day
#anger
#dark
#grief
#heartbroken
#shame
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Let Go.
I just put my hand over my head and thought,
There's so much to the hand than the hand itself,
What if it was cut off and grief sets in,
Consumed by anger and succumbed to sadness,
All the days you took it for granted, now it is separate from your body,
You yearn for the attachment...you take a look at it, taking it closer,
Touching yourself, smelling it, seeing it for what it is, the softness,
The uniqueness of each finger, the beauty of your nails, femininity of your thumb,
The feeling is intense than when it was intact.
In your memories, the...
There's so much to the hand than the hand itself,
What if it was cut off and grief sets in,
Consumed by anger and succumbed to sadness,
All the days you took it for granted, now it is separate from your body,
You yearn for the attachment...you take a look at it, taking it closer,
Touching yourself, smelling it, seeing it for what it is, the softness,
The uniqueness of each finger, the beauty of your nails, femininity of your thumb,
The feeling is intense than when it was intact.
In your memories, the...
#gratitude
#grief
#regret
#strength
#TimeHeals
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i Want to treat you right
My father
I want to treat you right
I am telling you the truth
My father
i will not mistreat you
My father
Because I know that
You will hate that
My father
I also will show my respect to you
Because I just need to do that
For you
My father
I am so happy that you are my father
And I am one of you children
I am not a teenager anymore
I am one adult now
And I am you oldest child
Also father we have a good
Relationship like father and son
My father
I will not destroy our relationship
I...
I want to treat you right
I am telling you the truth
My father
i will not mistreat you
My father
Because I know that
You will hate that
My father
I also will show my respect to you
Because I just need to do that
For you
My father
I am so happy that you are my father
And I am one of you children
I am not a teenager anymore
I am one adult now
And I am you oldest child
Also father we have a good
Relationship like father and son
My father
I will not destroy our relationship
I...
#emptiness
#greed
#grief
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Bang!
Bang!
We heard the gunshots.
Joey hit the floor.
Bobby went out to see what it was..
That boy took a bullet to the throat.
It took a couple weeks
to get up the money
to bury Bobby. Times are tough.
Gotta eat. Gotta have beer and weed!
Joey's scared now. Any loud noises...
Can't pop a paper bag or say "Boo"...
unless you enjoy the stink...
of him sitting his pants!
Things ain't right in the ghetto.
Even Elvis knew. We're cursed!
We all know someone who was killed.
Might be me...
We heard the gunshots.
Joey hit the floor.
Bobby went out to see what it was..
That boy took a bullet to the throat.
It took a couple weeks
to get up the money
to bury Bobby. Times are tough.
Gotta eat. Gotta have beer and weed!
Joey's scared now. Any loud noises...
Can't pop a paper bag or say "Boo"...
unless you enjoy the stink...
of him sitting his pants!
Things ain't right in the ghetto.
Even Elvis knew. We're cursed!
We all know someone who was killed.
Might be me...
#dark
#fear
#grief
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Keep the faith
Father, I am keeping
The faith
So you don't have
To worry about that
I am telling you the truth
My father
Also, I believe in you
Yes father I am
One of your son
And I am not
The youngest son
I am the oldest
Son of you
You have made me
Many years ago
With your holy hands
And placed me to live
On earth with
My siblings
Father, I must say
That I just love to
Live here on earth
Every single day
Yes father
Every single night
Before I go to
Sleep I pray to you
Yes...
The faith
So you don't have
To worry about that
I am telling you the truth
My father
Also, I believe in you
Yes father I am
One of your son
And I am not
The youngest son
I am the oldest
Son of you
You have made me
Many years ago
With your holy hands
And placed me to live
On earth with
My siblings
Father, I must say
That I just love to
Live here on earth
Every single day
Yes father
Every single night
Before I go to
Sleep I pray to you
Yes...
#apathy
#despair
#fear
#grief
#rejection
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INFERNAL HEARTBREAK AND MORDANT TEARS
This Christmas chills
A cold fire in my bones
Her gasping words
Damn like an infernal song
On sodden leaves
I'm dying from this heartbreak
infernal
Black candles burn
Silent vigil 'til she wakes
Her open tomb
Invites me to the abyss
infernal
I can see her
Just as sweet as our last kiss
I would find you in the abyss
For one last kiss
I taste the air
I almost taste red wine and
infernal
Clove cigarettes
That lingered on her lips, goddamn
This lonely knight ...
A cold fire in my bones
Her gasping words
Damn like an infernal song
On sodden leaves
I'm dying from this heartbreak
infernal
Black candles burn
Silent vigil 'til she wakes
Her open tomb
Invites me to the abyss
infernal
I can see her
Just as sweet as our last kiss
I would find you in the abyss
For one last kiss
I taste the air
I almost taste red wine and
infernal
Clove cigarettes
That lingered on her lips, goddamn
This lonely knight ...
#dark
#death
#grief #heartbroken
#grief #heartbroken
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