Poems about Grief, Loss and Bereavement
#grief
Poetry about loss, bereavement and grief. The terrible pain of losing a loved one, conveyed through poetry. Grief poems also include poetry about trying to overcome feelings of loss.
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Shattered Glass Communion
Under dim neon halos,
you bloom like a hymn unsung—
fingers tracing wounds beneath silk night.
Your breath—
a slow confession against my throat,
fragile as static in the dying glow.
We fracture in rhythm,
whispers stitched in digital decay—
soft limbs bound to echoes,
pale prayers lost in smoked-out sanctuaries.
I wear your name like venom on the tongue,
a sacrament of ache and surrender.
You carved me open—
left the altar empty—
but still,
I kneel.
you bloom like a hymn unsung—
fingers tracing wounds beneath silk night.
Your breath—
a slow confession against my throat,
fragile as static in the dying glow.
We fracture in rhythm,
whispers stitched in digital decay—
soft limbs bound to echoes,
pale prayers lost in smoked-out sanctuaries.
I wear your name like venom on the tongue,
a sacrament of ache and surrender.
You carved me open—
left the altar empty—
but still,
I kneel.
#dark
#emptiness
#fear
#grief
#loneliness
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human versus pre-human
Human versus pre-human
Are humans born with a soul? I don’t know but I think a newborn child has yet to acquire a soul A newborn absorbs everything it sees, including colors and voices, the way it is lifted up given a bath hugged, and song too, absorbed into the new memory bank and stored The child is not aware of this, but it is the building block to acquire a soul that can rudimentarily think, hence a soul that learns right from wrong now, if an AI figure is fed information like this does it, acquire a soul that has moral knowledge? If this is true, the ramifications are...
Are humans born with a soul? I don’t know but I think a newborn child has yet to acquire a soul A newborn absorbs everything it sees, including colors and voices, the way it is lifted up given a bath hugged, and song too, absorbed into the new memory bank and stored The child is not aware of this, but it is the building block to acquire a soul that can rudimentarily think, hence a soul that learns right from wrong now, if an AI figure is fed information like this does it, acquire a soul that has moral knowledge? If this is true, the ramifications are...
#anxiety
#dark
#grief
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Mad Demons
I’ve seen bodies splayed out in the street,
Serving as a warning for any of those who took opposition,
I’ve heard the artillery fire at will,
And oh so close,
Like mad demons let loose from hell.
I was a child so I didn’t really understand,
Why the situation only got worse, especially for the poor,
They were slaying guilty and innocent altogether,
In order to save democracy.
I only knew that once you heard the first shots go off,
An instant curfew was immediately in effect,
It didn’t matter if you were a man, woman...
Serving as a warning for any of those who took opposition,
I’ve heard the artillery fire at will,
And oh so close,
Like mad demons let loose from hell.
I was a child so I didn’t really understand,
Why the situation only got worse, especially for the poor,
They were slaying guilty and innocent altogether,
In order to save democracy.
I only knew that once you heard the first shots go off,
An instant curfew was immediately in effect,
It didn’t matter if you were a man, woman...
#grief
#politics
#war #death
#war #death
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The One I Let Go
She was a quiet kind of beautiful,
the kind that sneaks up on you,
like when you finally clean your room and realize
damn, this place had windows the whole time.
She would change her hair, her clothes,
her laugh, her favorite shade of lipstick,
spinning like a broken Rubik’s cube,
hoping one day I’d figure her out.
But I was too busy looking past her,
searching for something I already had,
too scared to hold it, too dumb to say it.
I loved her—God, I did—
but love sat in my throat like an unpaid bill,
like a...
the kind that sneaks up on you,
like when you finally clean your room and realize
damn, this place had windows the whole time.
She would change her hair, her clothes,
her laugh, her favorite shade of lipstick,
spinning like a broken Rubik’s cube,
hoping one day I’d figure her out.
But I was too busy looking past her,
searching for something I already had,
too scared to hold it, too dumb to say it.
I loved her—God, I did—
but love sat in my throat like an unpaid bill,
like a...
#disappointment
#emotions
#grief #love
#grief #love
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Secrets - The Night He Fled
Late on Sunday night, I fix a mug of coffee and update the secret journal. I'm not a psychologist. I don't know why people block out memories or reinvent them or conveniently stash them away in the hope of forgetting, but I've been remembering more stuff this evening – stuff to do with Gordon as a boy and an incident on the estate that caused tension between his parents and mine. Meeting up with Gordon again has somehow touched on this other stuff.
New Entry:
I'm not sure when the event in question occurred, perhaps a year before the murder, but definitely in the middle of a...
New Entry:
I'm not sure when the event in question occurred, perhaps a year before the murder, but definitely in the middle of a...
#family
#friendship
#grief
#memories
#mystery
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No Title.
Never been good at breathing
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
#denial
#despair
#drugs
#emptiness
#grief
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The Fear of Tomorrow
Yesterday his 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
#dark
#death
#grief
#revenge
#silence
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Best Friend
My brother and best friend. When you were taken from us that Sunday morning I had to become strong and steadfast in so little time while learning to grieve and to know that its ok to still enjoy life and everyday things. It doesnt feel right it feels strange. I want to scream I miss you I want to talk to with you I want you to see all of the progress. I know you're always near but it will never be the same, Until we meet again on the other side. Your little twinish sister
#brother
#death
#grief
#LifeChangingMoment
#sister
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The Fallacy of Memory Smells Sweet

#anger
#dark
#grief
#PTSD
#suffering
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love is being cremated with a joint
Out of sight
out of mind
but you're not gone
you're not gone
I missed your birthday again
bypassed your anniversary
and pretended like it didn't bother me
that I forgot
that I keep forgetting
The years pass
and I think about you less and less
but you're always with me
in every curl of weed smoke
I inhale into my lungs
on the days I need to get
a little bit bent
You're in the failure of my micro garden
that will never look like vegie patch
you laboured over with so much...
out of mind
but you're not gone
you're not gone
I missed your birthday again
bypassed your anniversary
and pretended like it didn't bother me
that I forgot
that I keep forgetting
The years pass
and I think about you less and less
but you're always with me
in every curl of weed smoke
I inhale into my lungs
on the days I need to get
a little bit bent
You're in the failure of my micro garden
that will never look like vegie patch
you laboured over with so much...
#death
#grief
#love #memories
#love #memories
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Mamas Don't
Text
Mama, please don’t leave
Daddy is having a hard time.
He said he can’t look at me
He cries all the time
Text
Mamas don’t usually go
You left me here, just me
Daddy is so angry
I just don’t understand this though
Text
Mama, Why don’t you come home?
Daddy has been gone
He leaves me here a lot on my own
I didn’t ask to be alone
Mama's Text
Baby girl, I’m sorry to say
I didn’t want to tell you when I left that day
I set your...
Mama, please don’t leave
Daddy is having a hard time.
He said he can’t look at me
He cries all the time
Text
Mamas don’t usually go
You left me here, just me
Daddy is so angry
I just don’t understand this though
Text
Mama, Why don’t you come home?
Daddy has been gone
He leaves me here a lot on my own
I didn’t ask to be alone
Mama's Text
Baby girl, I’m sorry to say
I didn’t want to tell you when I left that day
I set your...
#despair
#grief
#heartbroken
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I will rise and shine
I will rise and shine
Early tomorrow morning
I am not planning to sleep in
During the morning
And waste a day
Also father you brought more snow
It snow last night when I was sleeping
And this morning still snowing
I hope it ends this afternoon
I am not planning to go out
Anywhere today
I will stay in today
And I will do some work for my Father
Early tomorrow morning
I am not planning to sleep in
During the morning
And waste a day
Also father you brought more snow
It snow last night when I was sleeping
And this morning still snowing
I hope it ends this afternoon
I am not planning to go out
Anywhere today
I will stay in today
And I will do some work for my Father
#confusion
#grief
#hate
#sadness
#shame
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