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Sorrow Elegy Poems | Elegy Poems About Sorrow

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I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help







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Compassion Has Gracious Eyes

No matter that we've never met,
Compassion radiates from afar.
Rippling outward, gathering strength,
Expanding across the oceans wide.
A warm light like a rising sun,
Gently touches grieving hearts.

Distant strangers, I empathize.
Compassion has gracious eyes
For your sorrows and your tears.
With time, may it soften grieving pains.


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My Broken Heart

My heart is broken beyond repair as another sad song fills the air.
My world crumbles beneath my feet and I cry myself to sleep.
I hope to find love again to help this broken heart mend.
And I pray with all my might that I will find peace tonight.

JSergi


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I AM

I am alone
In this crowd of empty faces
I have dreamed of many places
To call home

I am broken
There's no chance of fixing me
Who would listen to my plea
It's best unspoken

I am full of envy
The cute kids without special needs
They are flowers among the weeds
Ones families want to see

I am afraid
The years have passed so fast
And I'm down to my last
I feel hope fade

I am aging out
Escorted to the iron gate
In distress about to break
My future's in doubt

I am crying
To a God I do not know
For a miracle to show
To keep from dying

Elegy Poem 

Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
Contest Name: Random Mix


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A TEAR FOR DADDY

written 22nd Oct 2013



Even after sixteen years
 still I cry your daughters tears
Every year on this day, will always be sad
 known only as the date, God took my dad

    1st June 1954- 22nd Oct 1997
    
         Allan Thomas Holmes


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Two dancers


... Ideal's the emptiness of stone temples;
Invited souls - two dancers times enfold;
Invoked's the past, redrawn in vain circles
the years sustain recalls of feelings' mold.

Recited scripts - the weather's voice is cold,
Extols them to an absent audience,
The shrines remember them on timeless role,
Adventive cadence, adventive cadence.

Consorted with the broken glass, they bleed
their lives ascended into rains of red
their thoughts became obstacles to impede
somehow the birds forgot to sing and fled.

The runnel ghosts of emptiness out-traced
existences' odd trails and righteous died
where acquaintances devoid embraced
- their solitude; and in the woods winds cried.

Air fingers feel their face, feverish strings;
and dithered silence shines on splendid glow,
lone glances coil on tungsten burning rings,
abstinent sorrow abstinent sorrow.

© 02-24-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved
(Surreal - Elegy)


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last dance

Last Dance
It was a beautiful day A day of celebration, a day of thrill It was the day of my sister’s 18th birthday The most waited day of a girl to be a lady and I? I was a girl that time and all I have to do is to Observe and cooperate And it was our most anticipated moment To witness that celebration and to witness our dear father as the first dance of my sister who was missing us for many years because of separation. Yet we didn’t know that, that would be the first and very last day of the year that we’ll see him His body was so thin His face looks sickly and heartbreaking He looks so different But he remained calm and at ease Michael Gan the first rose, He stands and overwhelmingly danced for my sister They turned and sway They dance like it was the last He was overjoyed Filled with different emotions Happy, touched, sad, missing us, and regretting His heart jumped over him He tries to catch his breath touching his own chest We hasten him to the nearest sickbay To salvage his life His precious life, my father Battling from death, loses his fight His eyes wide open, no air No movements, no smile because... It was his last dance


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Comedy

I expect to find something funny in dying.
The bed unkempt like my hair
The room musty as my odor
The air moist
Unlike the dry rasp of my barely audible voice
My breathing labored as the crawling of the Sun
And in the eve the moon fullest at the last
And I will laugh with the man-in-the-moon
At the whatever-after.


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The Dead of Night

It was the dead of night the cold moon gave a faint light.
It's melancholy glance covered the trees they were bare and barren of leaves.
A scream of terror pierced the night my blood ran cold with fright.
Suddenly I awake from this dream knowing what I have seen.
For you were taken from my side so I hang my head and cry.
I pray to God in peace you will be and I pray the same for me.

JSergi


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IN MEMORY TO MY FATHER

written 23rd Oct 1997

So long I needed to visit
 but my heart didn't listen
Letting you know how much "I love you so"
 is now something, you will never ever know

Now that you are gone
 I know I waited to long
If I could just have that one more chance
 I would never treat it as just another glance

Now, you have become my biggest memory
 for you have gone, to a place I can not see
Knowing that we will never again touch
 makes me miss you, so very much

My children are still to young
 to wonder why pop hasn't rung
My heart is now empty
 for you, it always had plenty

I really do need to have you back
 you were the "only one, who saw me back
I know deep down inside
 you love me, more than words could describe

For it is only now, that I realise why you didn't want me around
 you knew how "painful it would have been, to watch you drown
But, as long as I am still alive
 you too, will continue to survive

For I will always be your darling little Denise
 who hopes, you forever rest in peace

                    ALLAN THOMAS HOLMES
                1st June 1954- 22nd Oct 1997


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