Philosophy Grief Poems

Children are curious so they ask, why?
Adults, when flustered, let out a sigh.
We often ask why, when loved ones die,
and frequently ask why as we...

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Far Away   by L.W.Pick

Far away from this dry brown land,
My mind does want to wander. 
On grief, regret and wasteful thought,
My time I...

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There he sits that monstrous hypocrite. There he dwells as I wash these dishes, his dishes. There he slouches, watching his games, his news, his...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy...

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Velveteen...

blue to black 
never meant to last 
call it all back 

Blue to Black

the turning of the screw. 
The flame is hot and it’s seers
everything...

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Something inside me is calling
Some things are caught on thorny thoughts 
Sometimes I radiate and deviate as thoughts linger

I bleed icy dreams
Dark as ink, silent...

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Illusion subdues the waking reality when the soul is weeping and heart crying. 

A man chases a shimmering mirage of inconceivable expectations, only to stumble...

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emotions are coursing over gnarled Travertine rocks 
surreal 
tears are my broken dream’s shards 
scattered on a barren soil

as my beloved rests in eternal sleep...

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Someday we will all meet again
After each of our sunsets.
Surely when the time comes by then
There will be no more regrets.
For only in the realms...

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Day Dreams

I love to have daydreams, 
about the nighttime. 
I believe I can see it all 
clearer in the light. 
I am not afraid of...

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a procession

shadowed ravens watch 
depressive day turns
the winds bring Frost 

Skelton branches clutch 

Ghosts dance after the fall 
The procession crawls 
To the point of...

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I swallow hard the bitter tastes of your lips
I choke down your shards of hard lies, 
External stains
I wonder why I let you into my...

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The Autumn sun shone with golden magic
The warmth of the embrace was seen from afar
As I stood along the fence in the valley below

Inside the...

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alone
in a crowded room 
people pass faces glance 
void they are… 
 
no thought to anyone's soul 
or ponderings of creation 
just shells walking in...

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I see a forgotten house
I hear the cry of the rook 
I feel the moonbeams 
In the still brooks. 

I know the coming wind 
Rising...

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