Short Poems About Grief
#grief
Short poems about grief. 30 words or less, most recently published poems first.
Once in a lifetime
I cried
like that
for you
many
many times
because i love you
like that
for you
many
many times
because i love you
#grief
#IMissYou
#love
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Grief For A Living Being
I wish
Someone would just knock me out
I can’t stop thinking
I want to stop thinking
Please
Get rid of it all.
Someone would just knock me out
I can’t stop thinking
I want to stop thinking
Please
Get rid of it all.
#grief
#sadness
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1 Comment
Torpor of routine
I'm.
Not.
Missing.
Out.
On.
Life.
I'm.
Just.
Waiting.
To.
Die.
It's.
Not.
Exactly.
What.
You.
Want.
But,
I.
Never.
Asked.
Not.
Missing.
Out.
On.
Life.
I'm.
Just.
Waiting.
To.
Die.
It's.
Not.
Exactly.
What.
You.
Want.
But,
I.
Never.
Asked.
#boredom
#grief
#sadness
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Heels
I ask once
If we could just
Stumble backwards over
Half-recalled memories,
And you just
Gave me that soft
Sad smile.
I can still hear
The fading echo
Of your heels
On the tile.
If we could just
Stumble backwards over
Half-recalled memories,
And you just
Gave me that soft
Sad smile.
I can still hear
The fading echo
Of your heels
On the tile.
#grief
#love
72 reads
1 Comment
All the tracks where concealed
listen to the snow
lay naked in the fields white purity
all this suffering
contrasted within individual beauty
grief washed away
primrose to the springs thaw
lay naked in the fields white purity
all this suffering
contrasted within individual beauty
grief washed away
primrose to the springs thaw
#grief
#healing
#MentalHealth
70 reads
5 Comments
No Title.
So, I take my bones to a dirty grave,
Because maybe dying is better,
Then bleeding in a sweater.
Middle of the summer,
In this hot weather.
Because maybe dying is better,
Then bleeding in a sweater.
Middle of the summer,
In this hot weather.
#dark
#grief
#SelfHarm #summer
#SelfHarm #summer
60 reads
1 Comment
No Title.
That little girl's rotting corpse,
Still moans in my bones,
And no amount of makeup,
Could make her pretty again.
Still moans in my bones,
And no amount of makeup,
Could make her pretty again.
#childhood
#dark
#despair #grief
#despair #grief
133 reads
2 Comments
Methamphetamine
Needles were never meant to pierce your skin.
My dear, you are not a doll.
Those needles can't sew you back together again.
My dear, you are not a doll.
Those needles can't sew you back together again.
#addiction
#dark
#drugs
#grief
#SelfHarm
145 reads
0 Comments
Koan 8
Everything.
Seems so.
Pointless.
As though.
Nothing.
Improved.
Years spent.
Refining.
My writing.
For what?
Comments.
Live chats.
Everything.
Transitionary.
Liminal.
Passions.
Are what.
You can't stop.
Doing.
Even if you think it's futile.
Seems so.
Pointless.
As though.
Nothing.
Improved.
Years spent.
Refining.
My writing.
For what?
Comments.
Live chats.
Everything.
Transitionary.
Liminal.
Passions.
Are what.
You can't stop.
Doing.
Even if you think it's futile.
#grief
#regret
#sadness #shame
#sadness #shame
105 reads
2 Comments
Koan 8
Love was.
Something.
I used to.
Long.
For.
Now.
It's just.
A sentimental.
Performative.
Poorly done.
Art.
Piece.
Something.
I used to.
Long.
For.
Now.
It's just.
A sentimental.
Performative.
Poorly done.
Art.
Piece.
#denial
#grief
#regret #rejection
#regret #rejection
56 reads
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Jeju
I saw the plane
Crash;
I screamed,
Mutedly:
‘God,
Why?’
Crash;
I screamed,
Mutedly:
‘God,
Why?’
#grief
#tragedy
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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
64 reads
3 Comments
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