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Famous Short Grief Poems

Famous Short Grief Poems. Short Grief Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Grief short poems

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by Emily Dickinson

The Sweets of Pillage can be known

 The Sweets of Pillage, can be known
To no one but the Thief --
Compassion for Integrity
Is his divinest Grief --


by Robert Burns

474. On seeing Mrs. Kemble in Yarico

 KEMBLE, thou cur’st my unbelief
 For Moses and his rod;
At Yarico’s sweet nor of grief
 The rock with tears had flow’d.


by Robert Herrick

FELICITY QUICK OF FLIGHT

 Every time seems short to be
That's measured by felicity;
But one half-hour that's made up here
With grief, seems longer than a year.


by Omar Khayyam

Never in this false world on friends rely

Never in this false world on friends rely
(I give this counsel confidentially),
Put up with pain, and seek no antidote,
Endure your grief, and ask no sympathy!


by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

I ask of thee love nothing but relief

 I ask of thee, love, nothing but relief.
Thou canst not bring the old days back again; For I was happy then, Not knowing heavenly joy, not knowing grief.


by Omar Khayyam

For union with my love I sigh in vain,

For union with my love I sigh in vain,
The pangs of absence I can scarce sustain,
My grief I dare not tell to any friend;
O trouble strange, sweet passion, bitter pain!


by Omar Khayyam

'Tis but a day we sojourn here below,

'Tis but a day we sojourn here below,
And all the gain we get is grief and woe,
And then, leaving life's riddles all unsolved,
And burdened with regrets, we have to go.


by Omar Khayyam

I never drank of joy's sweet cordial,

I never drank of joy's sweet cordial,
But grief's fell hand infused a drop of gall;
Nor dipped my bread in pleasure's piquant salt,
But briny sorrow made me smart withal!


by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Borrowing

From the French


SOME of the hurts you have cured  
And the sharpest you still have survived  
But what torments of grief you endured 
From evils which never arrived! 


by Omar Khayyam

Not-being's water served to mix my clay,

Not-being's water served to mix my clay,
And on my heart grief's fire doth ever prey,
And blown am I like wind about the world,
And last my crumbling earth is swept away.


by Omar Khayyam

Wherever you can get two maunds of wine,

Wherever you can get two maunds of wine,
Set to, and drink it like a libertine;
Whoso acts thus will set his spirit free
From saintly airs like yours, and grief like mine.


by Edward Lear

There was an Old Man of Bohemia

There was an Old Man of Bohemia,
Whose daughter was christened Euphemia;
But one day, to his grief, she married a thief,
Which grieved that Old Man of Bohemia.


by Omar Khayyam

Since all man's business in this world of woe

Since all man's business in this world of woe
Is sorrow's pangs to feel, and grief to know,
Happy are they that never come at all,
And they that, having come, the soonest go!


by Robert Herrick

UPON HIS SISTER-IN-LAW MISTRESS ELIZABETHHERRICK

 First, for effusions due unto the dead,
My solemn vows have here accomplished;
Next, how I love thee, that my grief must tell,
Wherein thou liv'st for ever.
--Dear, farewell!


by Omar Khayyam

No longer hug your grief and vain despair,

No longer hug your grief and vain despair,
But in this unjust world be just and fair;
And since the issue of the world is naught,
Think you are naught, and so shake off dull care!


by Omar Khayyam

Yield not to grief, though fortune prove unkind,

Yield not to grief, though fortune prove unkind,
Nor call sad thoughts of parted friends to mind;
Devote thy heart to sugary lips, and wine,
Cast not thy precious life unto the wind!


by Omar Khayyam

Grieve not at coming ill, you can't defeat it,

Grieve not at coming ill, you can't defeat it,
And what far-sighted person goes to meet it?
Cheer up! bear not about a world of grief,
Your fate is fixed, and grieving will not cheat it.


by Omar Khayyam

Facts will not change to humour man's caprice,

Facts will not change to humour man's caprice,
So vaunt not human powers, but hold your peace;
Here must we stay, weighed down with grief for this,
That we were born so late, so soon decease.


by Omar Khayyam

The showers of grape-juice, which cupbearers pour,

The showers of grape-juice, which cupbearers pour,
Quench fires of grief in many a sad heart's core
Praise be to Allah, who hath sent this balm
To heal sore hearts, and spirits' health restore!


by Omar Khayyam

Death finds us soiled, though we were pure at birth,

Death finds us soiled, though we were pure at birth,
With grief we go, although we came with mirth;
Watered with tears, and burned with fires of woe,
And, casting life to winds, we rest in earth!


by Omar Khayyam

'Tis wrong with gloomy thoughts your mirth to drown, —

'Tis wrong with gloomy thoughts your mirth to drown,—
To let grief's millstone weigh your spirits down;
Since none can tell what is to be, 'tis best
With wine and love your heart's desires to crown.


by Omar Khayyam

Do you wish life to rest upon a rock? Do you wish

Do you wish life to rest upon a rock? Do you wish
life for some time free to be from grief? Dwell for one
instant without drinking wine, then at each breath you'll
find a new attraction in existence.


by Stevie Smith

Happiness

 Happiness is silent, or speaks equivocally for friends,
Grief is explicit and her song never ends,
Happiness is like England, and will not state a case,
Grief, like Guilt, rushes in and talks apace.


by Emily Dickinson

So glad we are -- a Strangerd deem

 'Twas sorry, that we were --
For where the Holiday should be
There publishes a Tear --
Nor how Ourselves be justified --
Since Grief and Joy are done
So similar -- An Optizan
Could not decide between --


by Omar Khayyam

The constant sequence of springtime and autumn makes

The constant sequence of springtime and autumn makes
the leaves of our existence disappear. Drink wine, my
friend, for sages have well said that grief in this world
is a poison and its antidote is wine.


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