Elegiac Lyric Poems | Elegiac Lyric Examples

You had two months to live No one told you, no one warned you No one knew I can’t look you in the eyes I tried, a thousand times But what once felt safe seemed savage What once was certain proved damaged The wreckage was drastic Do I blame myself? Or do I blame you? You had two days to live No one told you, no...

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Elegiac Lyric... Jesus has Risen! "It is time to stop knocking on the doors to a tomb" ...

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You found the door - The door which protected my worst nightmares I didn't know existed, and sheltered the basic needs my heart shunned but never new it pined for Tell me you didn't You found the key that unlocked the spring to my eternal winter, the warmth to an endless frigid existence, the glow within my ceaseless, hopeless night - the feast no...

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At dusk, at the beginning of the night, the majestic divine transition; the sun undoes its yellow splendor The moon presents its silvery glow... ...

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At twenty weeks they saw the light— two daughters Esme Teresa and Elle Norma wombed in delight— before the room ...

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Knots in my stomach never untied I feel them tighten more and more each time tightness in my chest inside and out tears as they are swell up in my eyes waiting to be released Trapped in a loop of trying to move on and trying to look back on the past wondering how you would guide me through it The...

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The flutes afloat, am I dreaming, it seems not right. Bluebirds - I cannot see their melody in flight. From the grand-girls, I love the sunflowers - a ray. The flowers crisp; I let them die; no other way. Scent of roses, a-breeze;...

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Verse 1 His coat is torn his shoes are thin The cold cuts deep beneath his skin Little boy coughs small hands that shake Winter's breath is much to hard To hard to take. Verse 2 Sidewalk echoes silent prayers People pass but no one cares Cardboard kingdom borrowed time Every step is a mount- Mountain climbed. Chorus And the city turns away Like they...

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Blank. Trying to write and drawing a blank, trying to fill all this empty space. A year ago, I’d have filled it with you. A year ago… or maybe two? Or maybe three, or maybe four— honestly, I can’t remember anymore. What I can say for sure is that filling the space ends up being such a waste— of time, of rhyme, of uphill climbs, of running...

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Snowing-- a hiemal, deathly air Their frigid, frostbitten fingers hold nothing Uncomfortable silence washes over all there A petalless, thorny rose someone is clutching Her corpse, defunct, stiff yet motionless Skin, once warm brown, now ghastly Her grinning face, now emotionless They thought she would die lastly Life has limits, death...

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Do you ever cry for no reason Try to skip a special day Forget about the seasons Get angry, you just may Do you cherish & love them Do you hold them dear So many messages sent Just wishing they were near Don't ever lose the will Give up hope or lose faith Always tell them how you feel Show them everyday If they ever get any...

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“She spoke to me; expressing desire to rid of her being soon. In her possession lay a bottle of ibuprofen and a dozen sharp razors too. That three slits down her butchered arms is all it really takes; that her life is intolerable and has been burdened through mistake. … In a state of panic, she opened...

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… Throughout my life, the same phrase has been repeated to me- “no means no.” The concept of refusing an action you’re uncomfortable abetted me towards hope; growing up, distraught was brought upon me due to my safety. When I felt as if I was in danger, that phrase comforted me; it acted as a reminder that...

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We have a tendency to focus on our flaws, despite it being what makes us human; what we despise is what one desires, and what we desire is what someone despises. I felt this way for years; I still do- the perpetuous feeling that I’m horrendous. When I look in my mirror, I don’t see my...

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