Best Sorrowfulness Poems

Scattering into broken pieces
Of debris,
My life has become a black painting
Of nothingness,

Within myself I see,
 You concealing me,
I feel droplets of misery
Crawling into me, to...

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It is symphonic
It is rhythmic
It tells a story,
of love and life,
of pleasure and pain, 
of joy and sadness;
a story of defeat and triumph

It is the...

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Deep in the shrine, sins
Deep in the courtroom, injustice
Deep in the costume, exposure
Deep in the constitution, lawlessness

Inside the adulthood, puberty
Deep in motherhood, breastlessness
In the paternity,...

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One bus sleeping in the valley
Deep night
Rescue team works
We get down from the bus
We are not strange but silence
Can't remove eyes
Clouds are moving like a...

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Diane Perna
BURNT TEARS


I remember a tormented childhood with
Dad’s words laced with poison and Mom 
tossed acid on my tears by saying no words
to stop it...

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seasons have became with no reasons,
looking at the light of the sun in winter and rainy clouds in summer,
I start to ask myself why all...

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I came to poetry a novice, a neophyte, a fledgling
oh sure, I had written as a child . . . 
but that was just the...

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I could not cry enough tears or wallow in such regret
The crowds taunting jeers as upon His way they beset
Unable to express such inner pain...

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In strides evil walks 

Good has been left far behind

Sorrowfulness' joy!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
      27 January 2018...

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Least of the day before death
I want to be a silent man.
Without a word, I will be viewing your happiness
Sorrowfulness, lifestyle.
I will see how to...

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A Song With no Name
From my grandfather and my dad and performed by their son and grandson, me.
It was an old melody with no name...

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I came to poetry a novice, a neophyte, a fledgling
oh sure, I had written as a child . . . 
but that was just the...

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In the safe refuge of lyrical poetry, I cocooned.
My broken shards fell on a tear-stained screen.
I am the one who steers my own route attuned.
With...

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Gum - A Haiku

laugh sorrowfulness
a resinous, lark gum hoots
before the happy

6/8/19...

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I'm succumbing to this numb feeling inside my dumb cranium
I've become someone else...a rebel...a worthless bread crumb
I will overcome these waves of emotion...drunk off of...

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