GRIEF POEMS

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A Smile

It maybe just one word to hear
But so effective like a medicine
Imagine if a person is sad, a smile
could turn his whole day around
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Ma. Cristina Colima
A Friend

A friend is one who stands to share
Your every touch of grief and care.
He comes by chance, but stays by choice;
Your praises he is quick to voice.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Seasons Of Life

Gazing at the breezy night
Empty or lack of immense sunlight
And the onset of Winters shined
Though reflecting warmth of mankind
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Kritika Prasad
Interim

The room is full of you!-As I came in
And closed the door behind me, all at once
A something in the air, intangible,
Yet stiff with meaning, struck my senses sick!-
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Parallel Dimensions

In a parallel dimension,
Where everything is perfect,
No hate, no war, no injustice,
Prevail, only peace and happiness,
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Krishnapriya Ramanathan
Love Street

I also took grief and suffering in love.
Ask me, what types of streets that I have passed.

What type of fire on my chest
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Shariq Lone
O Lassie, Art Thou Sleeping Yet.

Tune - "Let me in this ae night."


I.
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Robert Burns
Life

Life is a jest;
Take the delight of it.
Laughter is best;
Sing through the night of it.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Sonnet 050: How Heavy Do I Journey On The Way

How heavy do I journey on the way,
When what I seek, my weary travel's end,
Doth teach that case and that repose to say,
“Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!”
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William Shakespeare
Suicide Note

SUICIDE NOTE
Part 1
Because of my cross, I find this life a misery
Like every cast in this dramatic adventure
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Okey Nwande
Where Lies The Truth? Has Man, In Wisdom's Creed

Where lies the truth? has Man, in wisdom's creed,
A pitiable doom; for respite brief
A care more anxious, or a heavier grief?
Is he ungrateful, and doth little heed
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William Wordsworth
The Man To Be

Some day the world will need a man of courage in a time of doubt,
And somewhere, as a little boy, that future hero plays about.
Within some humble home, no doubt, that instrument of greater things
Now climbs upon his father's knee or to his mother's garments clings.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Clown In The Moon

My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.
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Dylan Thomas
Mon Reve Familier [english]

Oft do I dream this strange and penetrating dream:
An unknown woman, whom I love, who loves me well,
Who does not every time quite change, nor yet quite dwell
The same,-and loves me well, and knows me as I am.
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Paul Verlaine
Michael: A Pastoral Poem

If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth
I Am A Killer

My name is depression and I am a killer,
I am everywhere, I am the darkness, the grief, the sadness.
Once I enter your head, it would be hard for you to get me off of your system.

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Talya Nana
Eve

“While I sit at the door
Sick to gaze within
Mine eye weepeth sore
For sorrow and sin:
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Christina Rossetti
My Eternal Father

MY ETERNAL FATHER

The strings of my harp are struck inside
With skilful hands of a mighty master
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Mohammad Younus
If We But Knew

If we but knew the weary way,
The poisoned paths of hostile hate,
The roughened roads of fiercest fate,
Through which our brother's journey lay,
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Freeman E. Miller
It Weeps In My Heart

Il pleut doucement sur la ville.-ARTHUR RIMBAUD


It weeps in my heart
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Paul Verlaine
It Became Our Story

Like a fable that never left the table were the
Words of the prophet
Swiftly, slowly, it became our story.

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Gerald Onyebuchi
Morning

We stood among the boats and nets;
We saw the swift clouds fall,
We watched the schooners scamper in
Before the sudden squall;-
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Don Marquis
Auguries Of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
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William Blake
Wonder

For failure I was well equipped
And should have come to grief,
By atavism grimly gripped,
A fool beyond belief.
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Robert Service
Sonnet 028: How Can I Then Return In Happy Plight

How can I then return in happy plight
That am debarred the benefit of rest?
When day's oppression is not eased by night,
But day by night, and night by day oppressed?
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William Shakespeare
Afternoon

Small, shapeless drifts of cloud
Sail slowly northward in the soft-hued sky,
With blur half-tints and rolling summits bright,
By the late sun caressed; slight hazes shroud
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Emma Lazarus
An Evening

In the evening the sky was overcast.

And through the grove full of silence and grief

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Georg Trakl
Nothing But Stones

I think I never passed so sad an hour,
Dear friend, as that one at the church to-night.
The edifice from basement to the tower
Was one resplendent blaze of coloured light.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Venus And Adonis

Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare
One Struggle More, And I Am Free

One struggle more, and I am free
From pangs that rend my heart in twain;
One last long sigh to love and thee,
Then back to busy life again.
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George Gordon Byron
My Namesake

Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.

You scarcely need my tardy thanks,
Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Sonnet 048: How Careful Was I, When I Took My Way

How careful was I, when I took my way,
Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,
That to my use it might unusèd stay
From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of trust!
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William Shakespeare
Elegy Xix. - Written In Spring, 1743

Again the labouring hind inverts the soil;
Again the merchant ploughs the tumid wave;
Another spring renews the soldier's toil,
And finds me vacant in the rural cave.
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William Shenstone
First Or Last (song)

If grief come early
Joy comes late,
If joy come early
Grief will wait;
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Thomas Hardy
Elegy Ii. On Posthumous Reputation - To A Friend

O grief of griefs! that Envy's frantic ire
Should rob the living virtue of its praise;
O foolish Muses! that with zeal aspire
To deck the cold insensate shrine with bays.
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William Shenstone
Sonnet 040: Take All My Loves, My Love, Yea, Take Them All

Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
All mine was thine, before thou hadst this more.
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William Shakespeare
Elegy Iv. Ophilia's Urn. To Mr. Graves

Through the dim veil of evening's dusky shade,
Near some lone fane, or yew's funereal green,
What dreary forms has magic Fear survey'd!
What shrouded spectres Superstition seen!
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William Shenstone
The Female Exile

Written at Brighthelmstone in Nov. 1792.
NOVEMBER'S chill blast on the rough beach is howling,
The surge breaks afar, and then foams to the shore,
Dark clouds o'er the sea gather heavy and scowling,
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Charlotte Smith
Oina-morul

After an address to Malvina, the daughter of Toscar, Ossian proceeds to relate his own expedition to Fuärfed, an island of Scandinavia. Mal-orchol, king of Fuärfed, being hard pressed in war by Ton-thormod, chief of Sar-dronto (who had demanded in vain the daughter of Mal-orchol in marriage,) Fingal sent Ossian to his aid. Ossian, on the day after his arrival, came to battle with Ton-thormod, and took him prisoner. Mal-orchol offers his daughter, Oina-morul, to Ossian; but he, discovering her passion for Ton-thormod, generously surrenders her to her lover, and brings about a reconciliation between the two kings.



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James Macpherson
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats
Untitled

Rest your lips on mine,Allow me to be in your arms and let our souls touch and connect like connotations.
Let me be yours and I will make you mine, Let our hearts touch and intertwine, Let's make love tonight and forget about what troubled us today.
Let's make love tonight and leave your marks on me to be a reminder that you were here, You made me give you pleasure and you took while I got taken.

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Pontso Bopape
Elegy Xxv. To Delia, With Some Flowers

Whate'er could Sculpture's curious art employ,
Whate'er the lavish hand of Wealth can shower,
These would I give-and every gift enjoy,
That pleased my fair-but Fate denies the power.
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William Shenstone
Listen To Me

O Heart,Hold on,
Find a reason to live,
Don't get afraid of grief,
Find the way to your happiness,
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Pallavi Deepchand
The Fraternal Duel

‘Oh! hide me from the sun! I loath the sight!
I cannot bear his bright, obtrusive ray:
Nought is so dreadful to my gloom as light!
Nothing so dismal as the blaze of day!
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Matilda Betham
The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger

“You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget
The nobler and the manlier one?”-Byron.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
Ode 1823

I don't get tired of you. Don't grow weary
of being compassionate toward me!
All this thirst equipment
must surely be tired of me,
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
The Diary Of A Good Mother

The beautiful heart of a woman is been questioned by her strength,
Just as Fearless as she was , she stood firm like a warrior ,
Her nights became her day as she watches over her dear Child ,
She wore her pains like an amour , She held strong her weapon of prayers ,
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Josh Ehinomhen
The Dove

In Virgil's Sacred Verse we find,
That Passion can depress or raise
The Heav'nly, as the Human Mind:
Who dare deny what Virgil says?
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Matthew Prior
Tiare Tahiti

Mamua, when our laughter ends,
And hearts and bodies, brown as white,
Are dust about the doors of friends,
Or scent ablowing down the night,
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Rupert Brooke
The Two Voices

There are two voices with me in the night,
Easing my grief. The God of Israel saith,
``I am the Lord thy God which vanquisheth.
See that thou walk unswerving in my sight,
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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt