Sorrow Poems | Examples of Sorrow Poetry

(To be read in the rhythm of “Hallelujah” by Leonard Cohen / Rufus Wainwright) I know I said I’d be better by now But I wander through like a ghost in town And I can’t live with the person that did that to you It’s not unlike a wounded heart It bleeds and aches like dripping art And yet it...

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O classroom once alive with gentle voices, Where morning greetings bloomed so bright and clear, I leave you now—stripped of certain choices, Unheard, unseen, dismissed through quiet fear. The silence came—a shadow down the hall, Erasing names without a single word. No answer rose to break the rising wall, No hand reached out, no empathy was stirred. The leader’s crown slipped heavy from...

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July 2, 2025 Contest : Pick A Pensee 2 Sponsor : Nette Onclaud tear drops drizzle of pain configure mind’s upwelled brine silent seep in desolate stream psychic shape of sorrow ...

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You take joy in seeing my heart bleed, Because of your avarice and greed. The pains you caused come with no reprieve, Yet you’ve the audacity to leave. I invested every ounce in you, Your ponderings control all I do. My bitter cries you heedlessly sought, Yet you’re blind to the hatred you brought. How can your mind ever be at peace, When the...

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I don’t mind failing If it's only me graded If my son is off the table Failing my family Nothing can be worse Word, blame my weakness Curses have limits on high Depends on the vantage point Failure feeds upon itself Looking for a pearl in my mess Humans don’t eat their children Like adults do on the news Hamster moms do it with ease Blindly gnoshing...

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The ghostly night was filled with gloom As from your grave we walked away. Grief-stricken, there beside your tomb; Through Heaven's gate you've gone. A friend you were until that day You met your godforsaken doom And taken through death's alleyway. From the long stay in your dim room Where pain and groaning came to stay, Gossamer wings you now assume; Through Heaven's gate you've...

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In Ankara and Moscow, the ground is crimson red ~ a carpet spread on fields once green. Life’s fluid, like red gold, flows as scarlet runoffs into Ottoman rivers – lifestreams of Rossiyane and Turks spilled from their inner oceans. Their bones ~ lifeless as strings of dead fish, litter seas once full of life. The tears of fatherless children fill the Black Sea, their futures...

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He never questioned the weight behind his eyes until the day he finally woke up. For as long as he could remember, the mud had been a part of him. A thick, caked crust beneath his skin that hardened with each passing year. He believed everyone carried the same layer, worn like a second skin,...

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Disoriented and departed from passing terra forma, I sink further into the Sea of Tranquility. As corroded chains of my existence dissipate, What once tethered my soul to Gaia's gifts Drifts aimlessly in the abyss of space, Freezing as they pass me by. Shards of ice sparkle like crystals upon their surface— The only illumination against a bitter, lonely backdrop. Without warning, I...

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Around us the wind moves not angry, not broken just tired of carrying us. it doesn’t cry out or plead. it sits in the chest like a truth we cannot know, a stone where song should be. what did we do with beauty? what did we trade, for voice, for sky? ...

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Psychic storm ruins sanguine soul. In the ravaged vale flows the stream of sorrow. Memory flakes flush dregs of dream on dry tear trail, etched on closed eyes, encasing hope. ...

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I look upon the world today as I have done all my life. A laugh, a smile, worry or ok, it needs to be met head-on for all its strife. Some days I’ll wake and feel the sun recharging my fading smile. Some days I’ll wake and no matter how bright the sky sorrow will darken my mind. I’ll...

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after Because I could not stop for Death, by Emily Dickinson Because I would not stop for Death, he kindly stopped for me. A wilted bouquet in one hand— a reminder of life's mortality. We began to walk—he knew no haste— side by side, as we always were. In silence, no sympathies were spoken, as he knew I often preferred. We passed the house...

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Let’s give it one more go— Don’t let a good thing die so fast. Don’t let one moment bring us down; Together, we can beat the past. Let’s try again—maybe we’ll make it. But if we don’t, I promise you this: I won’t try to fake it. If you leave me now, I won’t last another hour. I can’t go on living If your sweet love...

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I watch as she sleeps, the gentle rise and fall of her chest making sure her breathing is rhythmic Thoughts take me back years ago when we were playmates ~sisters separated by little more than a year. A tear escapes my eyes. I wipe it away for if she wakes and sees me crying, her tears will flow again. My sister, my best friend Always...

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