Griefs Poems - Poems about Griefs

Things are a mess, not because they had to be but because familiarity outranks togetherness. Corner wall has cobwebs, the bed not made in months. Curtains taped over trapping any light out of the room. The shower handles rusted. The fans on high causing the peeling wallpaper to tear more. You can't see the floor...

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Are life’s griefs to stay like set cement? Or drift away, like any passing day? How can I be sure how much to endure? Before I let it go, and let the future flow? With a silent moment’s thought of things taught A calming peace is caught, only if it’s bought. With reverent intent, remorse is spent. Let go and move forward...

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SUFFERING PAIN GRIEFS HURT DEFINED I WAS- Suffering pain griefs Hurt I was defined To inflict with mental pain: Wounded Was seriously hurt within my physical self You're hurting my arm! To do substantial soul harm so: DAMAGED Caused emotional pain or anguish to: OFFEND Never meant to hurt, placed in remorse Got feelings so I hurt Detrimental to: HAMPERRED Charges of graft soiled chances of...

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These are English translations of Urdu poems by Faiz Ahmed Faiz, whose name is also frequently spelled Faiz Ahmad Faiz. Last Night by Faiz Ahmed Faiz translation by Michael R. Burch Last night, your memory stole into my heart ... as spring sweeps uninvited through barren gardens, as morning breezes revive dormant deserts, as a patient suddenly feels better, for no...

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You hardened griefs robed in base linens red, Whence cascade your endless prickings sore? Each searing tear squeezed from low eye wet, Breeds more noxious throbs that come and go. Once when sweet relief your brutish whips With belated solace and little mercies clips, I mistaken think all of your wild rages gone; Past ill turns now-free...

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Yesterday's grief, today's joy through a gloomy night twilight tears turn to morning dew Kelly's lune- 5/3/5 Inspired by pic#1 Written August 2nd, 2015 For contest "Pretty little lunes" by Andrea...

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Autumn oak sheds its leaves to live, Birds that thrive in leaves begin to grieve....

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