Least Read Poems About Grief
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Broken Apart
Dismal are the caverns deep
that keep the sorrows breath inside
and so the awful memories creep
amidst a mind that cannot hide
But love has always been a thief
in disbelief I wail for peace
the screams and tears bring no relief
for this a pain that will not cease
Within myself your death I died
I tried to show you broken chains
sometimes the bonds too tightly tied
and dying is all that remains
So where then may solace be found
in the sound of a sacred heart
as part of me enters the ground
the rest is...
that keep the sorrows breath inside
and so the awful memories creep
amidst a mind that cannot hide
But love has always been a thief
in disbelief I wail for peace
the screams and tears bring no relief
for this a pain that will not cease
Within myself your death I died
I tried to show you broken chains
sometimes the bonds too tightly tied
and dying is all that remains
So where then may solace be found
in the sound of a sacred heart
as part of me enters the ground
the rest is...
#death
#grief
#sadness
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Post Apocayptic Echoes Of A Still Beating Heart ... Still
Posting bits of the past
Exposed like raw nerves
For you to ignore
Those echoes of great happiness
Exposing deep secrets
Breathing life into old wounds
Ripping scars to bleed more
Applying the salve to move
Paralyzed in the spotlight
Naked before the masses
Vilified before your peers
Your pain barely contrasted
A thread of light
A breathe of life
A distant noise
A morning grows bright
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat ....
'The Number you have reached is no longer...
Exposed like raw nerves
For you to ignore
Those echoes of great happiness
Exposing deep secrets
Breathing life into old wounds
Ripping scars to bleed more
Applying the salve to move
Paralyzed in the spotlight
Naked before the masses
Vilified before your peers
Your pain barely contrasted
A thread of light
A breathe of life
A distant noise
A morning grows bright
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat ....
'The Number you have reached is no longer...
#love
#grief
#memories
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Retrospective Regret In A Sea Of Love Empty Still
Is it me or you I see when I look in the mirror?
I can't tell anymore
Is it me or you speaking when I talk?
I can't tell anymore
When I cook that dish you like so much is it for me or you?
I can't tell anymore
When I save that last piece of cake is it for me or you?
I can't tell anymore
Damn, I can't tell anymore
Is it for me or for you or for what was once us?
Is it the echo of you that haunts my mind missing that bus?
Infecting my soul until I'm completely blind
Never to you just to me once upon a...
I can't tell anymore
Is it me or you speaking when I talk?
I can't tell anymore
When I cook that dish you like so much is it for me or you?
I can't tell anymore
When I save that last piece of cake is it for me or you?
I can't tell anymore
Damn, I can't tell anymore
Is it for me or for you or for what was once us?
Is it the echo of you that haunts my mind missing that bus?
Infecting my soul until I'm completely blind
Never to you just to me once upon a...
#love
#grief
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Home
I grow weary of the earth
and call for the unfurling of wings
that I might be delivered from the
banality of this tired hateful place
It’s been a long time since I have
shifted, if I speak its name will I be
ripped into the cosmos, a dark star
disgusted with the light
The talons within bring pain to
my fingernails as if longing to burst
forth embracing the change, more at
home in the nightmare than the dream
Old flesh is torn from me, my blood
pours in flames, leaping in transformation
so high I see the...
and call for the unfurling of wings
that I might be delivered from the
banality of this tired hateful place
It’s been a long time since I have
shifted, if I speak its name will I be
ripped into the cosmos, a dark star
disgusted with the light
The talons within bring pain to
my fingernails as if longing to burst
forth embracing the change, more at
home in the nightmare than the dream
Old flesh is torn from me, my blood
pours in flames, leaping in transformation
so high I see the...
#anger
#fire
#grief #rebirth
#grief #rebirth
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4 Comments
Goodbye My Friend
Silhouettes dance by candlelight
on lonely walls and sleepless nights
to harmonies written on wind
no greater pain to lose a friend
Sometimes we meet in lucid dreams
to speak awhile or so it seems
only to lose you once again
as sunlight slowly reaches in
We often thought words unspoken
both of us were slightly broken
I sorely miss you in my days
It seems that nothing ever stays
I wept the day you passed away
thinking through tears what would I say
if only we could speak again
I'd say I love you my...
on lonely walls and sleepless nights
to harmonies written on wind
no greater pain to lose a friend
Sometimes we meet in lucid dreams
to speak awhile or so it seems
only to lose you once again
as sunlight slowly reaches in
We often thought words unspoken
both of us were slightly broken
I sorely miss you in my days
It seems that nothing ever stays
I wept the day you passed away
thinking through tears what would I say
if only we could speak again
I'd say I love you my...
#grief
#MovingOn
#acceptance #healing
#acceptance #healing
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So Much For Always
#death
#grief
#loneliness
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4 Comments
Geppetto
I am so happy that
You took me out of Isolation
And loneliness
Also you came
At the right time
When I needed
Somebody badly
In my life
Now I finally
Got to know you better
And you also
Got to know me better
I love your green eyes
That shines in the light
Every day
We spend a long time
Together
Also we go for a long
Walk in the area
I live in
And also we discover
What is available in the area
At the end of the day
Geppetto
Return to his home
And I return to mine
You took me out of Isolation
And loneliness
Also you came
At the right time
When I needed
Somebody badly
In my life
Now I finally
Got to know you better
And you also
Got to know me better
I love your green eyes
That shines in the light
Every day
We spend a long time
Together
Also we go for a long
Walk in the area
I live in
And also we discover
What is available in the area
At the end of the day
Geppetto
Return to his home
And I return to mine
#anger
#disappointment
#grief
#jealousy
#sadness
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Intro to Crazy
She saw injustice, double-standard rules, unfair favoritism, and was treated like an outcast, though she physically lived among them. Day by day, she looked for ways to spread her wings and fly away. The more she tried, the more they clipped her wings with negativism and implementing guilt and fear in pursuit of discouraging her wish to fly and create her own world.
Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...
Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#bullying
#misunderstood
#SelfWorth
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Where's My Baby?
Part 2
The earth devoured her crimson wine
Fossilizing her spirit in a perfect brine
They wrap her baby in the goat’s remains
Scrutinizing its body for its mother’s reigns
They cut the umbilical cord and save the placenta
Jarring the afterbirth for a special agenda
They adopt a couple to protect their prize
Fully aware of the residual from her demise
They baptize the child in a nearby lake
Preparing the village for its mother’s wake
The child never cried not even once
Haunted by a blood moon for unknown months
She...
The earth devoured her crimson wine
Fossilizing her spirit in a perfect brine
They wrap her baby in the goat’s remains
Scrutinizing its body for its mother’s reigns
They cut the umbilical cord and save the placenta
Jarring the afterbirth for a special agenda
They adopt a couple to protect their prize
Fully aware of the residual from her demise
They baptize the child in a nearby lake
Preparing the village for its mother’s wake
The child never cried not even once
Haunted by a blood moon for unknown months
She...
#anger
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
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10 Comments
Solitary
When the echo stops
Because you're all alone
When the other shoe falls
And there's no one home ...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NdYWuo9OFAw
Because you're all alone
When the other shoe falls
And there's no one home ...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NdYWuo9OFAw
#love
#grief
#emptiness
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9 Comments
Dead To Me
The stench of your composure
Sealed your coffin of closure
The tea party is over
Every bone has reaped exposure
That gurgle you speak
Which you think is interpreted to me as speech
Dive to their deaths off your beak
Drowned in your bullshit creek
Every advance you make is cold
A candle snuffed out but never old
Always ventured-never sold
Guilty ridden-predatorily sowed
Sealed your coffin of closure
The tea party is over
Every bone has reaped exposure
That gurgle you speak
Which you think is interpreted to me as speech
Dive to their deaths off your beak
Drowned in your bullshit creek
Every advance you make is cold
A candle snuffed out but never old
Always ventured-never sold
Guilty ridden-predatorily sowed
#anger
#hate
#grief
#dark
#disappointment
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I Exist
I write this four-page letter
In response to your ignorance, I endure
Despite your cruel and harsh endeavor
My intentions for you are still pure
I cannot deny these feelings exist
They pull and twist my heart like clay
My hatred folds, like flour it sifts
I pluck my pain at the end of the day
Your vanity dismisses my earthly looks
Your swords bite down like poisonous snakes
So dense, so shallow, misplaced in fairy books
So selfish, So Hot!!, characterized in sour grapes
You ignore my presence when I enter your circle
Like some...
In response to your ignorance, I endure
Despite your cruel and harsh endeavor
My intentions for you are still pure
I cannot deny these feelings exist
They pull and twist my heart like clay
My hatred folds, like flour it sifts
I pluck my pain at the end of the day
Your vanity dismisses my earthly looks
Your swords bite down like poisonous snakes
So dense, so shallow, misplaced in fairy books
So selfish, So Hot!!, characterized in sour grapes
You ignore my presence when I enter your circle
Like some...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
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8 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Grief