Grieving Poems - Poems about Grieving

* Everyone grieves in their own way ~ time will only tell if healing comes, * for some, deaths blanket; unbearable and Thanatos is nearby —poetess * * Despair? so be...

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At the end of the day it seems I know more than I knew in the morning The daytime reality fades into dreams The dreams disappear with no warning It all boils down to the evening Just one more evening to bear Since one certain day it’s a different feeling Cause you are no longer there So what do I know? Not much The...

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Inspired by a moving life story of someone who lost a loved one recently. My Heart is still a grieving space By Michelle Morris 07/01/2025 Your passing was expected The timing understood But still it's been immensely difficult To accept this is closure for our Souls My Heart is still a grieving space It's no longer...

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2025.2.26 At 07:07:07, I was at the cemetery, To visit my dear late friend A P. He would have been 90 years of age today. There was mixed feelings, I have not seen and visited him for quite a while. I was looking forward to greet him with the biggest smile. Somehow, I was already teary on my way. There was no...

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I never noticed your age, creeping up but never reflected in your face. Your voice still warms and soothes me. "Nana's here!" Was my war cry, and now my children's. I'm not jealous, more of a passing the gong. Love is limitless as you always told me, to share you with my closest people is...

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I’m sorry. That you are suffering. That you are misunderstood. That you aren’t shown the love you should. I’m sorry. For not noticing. For not hearing you. For not seeing your struggle. I’m sorry For listening Only to turn around And tell someone else. I’m sorry. For not being very helpful. For my selfishness. For making this about myself. I’m sorry. For letting it get this far. For watching you get...

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Let me have this moment This space that'll forever be lost Let it live on inside me In my heart In my mind Can I be selfish? Do I deserve to be selfish? Why should I have this? Why should I have you? Can I be selfish? Just for a moment The still holds us close I'm afraid Can I be selfish? If I breathe, play will resume all...

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you said we were close like tightbond two I never would be losing you but now I'm left only thinking of you I used to see you in the stars but now all I see are scars why'd you go so far you left me in the summer never shared a mummer now I'm getting number you said...

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Grief, for the heart who remembers, Dismantles the silence, With melancholic lights, softly glowing, Restoring the music to the soul, Who remembers, remembers the love… Grief, for the love who consoles, Stirring the voice, His grace makes hearts whole, Trembling, winds raising Beautiful dreams, so amazing… Grief, cold as ice, amazing, Singing through the twilight, Softly breaking, quiet, Surrendering beneath shadows, Rejecting words who blame… Grief, destined to blame, All the...

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First thought when I wake up, Is how much I miss you, I think of the light in your eyes, Your beautiful smile too, Your infectious laughs, The dreams I had for you, The goals you made, And the ones you pushed me to do, Your pure heart, How some days you pushed through, Still always lifting others, I'm so proud of you, I miss your hugs, Your...

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Tears and blood flow as one. Joining together on the cold floor, asking one another, "How did you get here?"...

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Step where I have stepped, tread where I have trod, weep what I have wept and crawl where I have clawed. Then, and only then, may you judge what I've selected - only then have you earned my yen, to abandon the gashes I've collected. Retreat not, then, I dare you, hovel not in your early barrow. Shelter not to make it through, hide not from...

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My Dog, Pig, was a British Bull A heavy but steady scary looking fool She would stand like a statue Perfectly hilarious And balance on things we thought precarious She faced every day with vigour, This rumbling tumbling Hog If there be a stream she could snarfle out You’d find her amongst the bog Every call was heeded By a wide and ludicrous stance, Oh my...

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They say the last stage of grief is acceptance, the most difficult stage. The moment we acknowledge that they are gone forever. That they're never returning. I have not reach this stage yet, as how am I meant to live my life without him by my side. How?...

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My heart's knotted into a thousand loops, hearing the words "they're gone", makes my heart implode. How? I ask with tears streaming down my face, autopsy revealed 'heart attack' caused by stress. Was the stress caused by me?...

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