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Limerick Sorrow Poems | Limerick Poems About Sorrow

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Oh farting is such a sweet sorrow
“I’m sorry but that’s not my barrow!”
My seatmate’s  nose in the air,
I act dumb and even glare~
but just then I give another blow.

-Penned due to my irrepressible urge to respond to Jan and BL's posts-

07 March 2015

Copyright © KP Nunez | Year Posted 2015

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Oh Well

Bill stared at a cute butt going by.
Wishing he were much bolder, he sighed,
"I would give all my pay
To roll that in the hay."
But looked up to see 'she' was a guy.

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014

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death is good

Oh give me a rope
With a noose that is loose 
And i'll tie it up on a beam

Then give me a pill
That will give me a thrill 
And i'll end it all on a high

Death Death is the way 
For life is to sucky to play

So give me a gun
That is loaded for fun
And i'll blow my brains far away.

Copyright © Justin Time | Year Posted 2014

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Life on the corner

There once was this girl who was pretty
Who resided in New York City
Got mugged Friday night
Weak attempt at a fight
Life as a harlot is such a pity

Copyright © Dustin Craig | Year Posted 2013

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Part 1 - Denial set the tone for my transgressions . It all began on this day , the day she decided to help with what I’ve come to know as temporary heartbreak . She told me it was going to to be okay , but in that brief moment of reassurance I looked into her eyes , trying to find something i had lost ; ”comfort” but   She however , was void of this fact. Days went by and within these days I took it upon myself to dedicate a specific period of my day to continually intoxicate myself with her presence as it provided me with  the emotionally healing  drug which I had found with her that day and like all drug dealers,  She provided this bountifully . After a while, addiction became the new name for what I was doing . To those around us , it was condemned not only because of its dangers but for the important fact that presented itself as her lover . Of course  I denied this fact . But unfortunately , they had planted the seed of question in my heart and like every other seed  , it took its roots and  grew into a tree . I found myself constantly being tormented with thoughts of whether or not I had feelings for this girl , my supposed helper , had I stupidly fallen in love with her ? .These were the questions that ransacked my mind , when suddenly , I was brought back to reality by the sound of her voice, asking me if I was alright . I looked at her , I looked into her eyes , and at that very moment , I felt it . The ultimate surge of a thousand memories , rushing in and playing themselves scene after scene before my very eyes and then I knew . Then I knew ,what I had stepped into and my feet sank , it sank and kept pulling  me along with it ; and to my amusement , I did not resist . I had let myself fall into this endless abyss , that is called love .”I’m in  love with you” , I said , and as she turned to reply …

Copyright © mofe Onuwaje | Year Posted 2015

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The Fires Continue

The devastation is beyond comprehension Little can be done to control its dimension Fort McMurray is ablaze For relief we all pray As the tragedy continues in spite of intervention

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2016

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Sorrow Situations

There was a woman with a heart of malice,
drowning her sorrows within a chalice
Weep not, brighter days are ahead
Truth sinks in as she lies in bed 
The loud cries of her name echo, "Alice"?

Copyright © Jaquay Atkins | Year Posted 2016

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Silly Girl: Depressives Can't Be Optimists

I'm tired of fighting.
I'm tired of trying.
Tired of hoping,
And coping,
When you leave me crying.

Copyright © Mercury Anderson | Year Posted 2017

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Can't Clap With One Hand

Some things are impossible to do with one hand To clap at the concert of your favourite band You can give it a shot But believe it or not All that happens is the guy beside you gets fanned

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2016

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Course of a terminal illness

Outlook travels farther from being groovy
attracts human sympathy not envy
at it, illness nibbles
getting the more feeble
wall slowly climbed by the deadly Ivy.

Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2017