Grief Poems | Examples of Grief Poetry

Somewhere between now and then, your face turned into photographs, making sure to look at them everyday so I do not forget what you look like. Somewhere between now and then, your voice turned into...Read the rest...

Damaging winds whip and slash, whirling wild, drenching rain, Roads decimated come to standstill, as gushing floods reign, Inundating swollen terrains, roiling deluge of a tenebrous day, As trees bowing to gusting storms; erratically waltz and sway. Houses naked...Read the rest...

In chambers filled with laughter, light, and carefree sound, A discordant echo hangs, heavy and unbound. A specter in the corner, draped in deep shadows, A chilling truth the merry words refuse to keep. The body lies unseen, a...Read the rest...

I know this feeling ... Like a metal rusting ... Like a thread pulling apart with every pull ... Like a stone eroding to soil .. I have felt this wind blow more times than I can remember ... I...Read the rest...

On the Rug with Death, two beers in hand (though no one here drinks) we laugh, his lifespan a joke still fizzed. My breath ignites wars, lulls drivers to sleep and builds bridges for his guests. What idle past- -times you worship,...Read the rest...

There is a thing inside It claws and gasps for breath Horrid thoughts reside Of the sweet release of death But it is death who in wrath Leaves me feeling so To find a now muddied path Reducing me to woe It tries...Read the rest...

The change has been painful Grief broke my bones and turned my blood into sand Life is a current ever flowing Oceans wash away memories like coastlines Time will continue to steal from me All that's left washed...Read the rest...

I bottle my emotions, Seal them tight like messages in glass, Cast adrift in vast, uncaring seas, Only to wash ashore, unbidden and misunderstood. It was a journey long and weary, These bottled whispers floating aimless, Until sands of fate urge...Read the rest...

We started as 8 with the unique zest of life in our own way, but it was not to be for eternity for the first come in was the first to leave. This began for...Read the rest...

In Spring there’s friendship that’s lasted through the Winter, all those cold nights of salted drops and quilts of snow. The obsidian plague of midnights, melancholic drapes, but all the while the candlelight of friendship did glow. you’d think...Read the rest...

Sadness lifted, its stay was short and brief Out of nowhere entered an unwelcome guest Waves of sadness engulf me, there's no relief Sadness lifted, its stay was short and brief Now I dodge the night because of intense...Read the rest...

Based upon an entry in the mid-19th Century autobiography of Presbyterian Theodore Clapp, who lived for several decades in New Orleans, Louisiana. Of the many young brides who I’ve married, None were more exquisite than her. Her pleasant...Read the rest...

My Sock My Sock My Kingdom For A Sock Upon our bed of dreams now laid, To rest in peace amidst the shades, Your colour rich and vibrant green, I wish your passing was foreseen. I...Read the rest...

The garden you planted is regrowing, Just like you said it would— But the desolate husks of last summer’s foliage Still stand stark; Everlasting monuments Of what once was. Yet time marches on, And amongst untouched relics of a time long...Read the rest...

Aren't I too young to burn, here I am again, waiting for my turn. Never knew this is what it meant, trying hard not to let my faith bend. Can't life be easy, like swift waves in motion, tired of...Read the rest...