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Grief Italian Sonnet Poems

These Grief Italian Sonnet poems are examples of Italian Sonnet poems about Grief. These are the best examples of Italian Sonnet Grief poems written by international poets.

Premium Member Composed on 23 September 2019, This First Day of Autumn
On this gay morn, the first day of autumn,
I reflect.—Thanks be to God! For how strange
that I've, like a pilgrim, traveled life's range, 
and have...

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Categories: autumn, hope, joy, morning,

Premium Member Seeds For Peace Sonnet collaboration with Silent One
When I say peace, what comes into your mind?
Some fantasy, a world where there's no wars
No soldiers setting foot on foreign shores
Where weapons of destruction...

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Categories: peace,

Waiting For Lonely Morning
You didn’t come that dreadful night
Or in the morning with the rain
Even through all my pain
You didn’t come, with all your light
You didn’t come to...

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Categories: depression, grief, love, sad,


Forlorn, distance roots between you and I;
Carve 'neath fire silhouettes buried grief;
Burn then blurred by irrational mischief;
Has crimson love gone pale and...

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Categories: change, inspiration, love, relationship,

Premium Member A Song for Juliet
When last they kissed, and passion's lease
bloomed brief and sweet, Sir Shakespeare's quill 
would set in motion a deathly chill.
For Juliet, he could not appease

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Categories: death, grief, lost love,

Premium Member Be Not Juliet
But fiction you are, our Juliet, unborn,
mere humans find love so hard to portray, 
thus leading many to their death, astray,
fear not a Romeo is...

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Categories: childhood, death, love, love

Premium Member The grief-stricken India
The rain-god bursts in Himalaya regions
With snow-covered mountains and deep forests
There’s  Kedar temple for Hindu pilgrims
Coming to worship the god in thousands
Sanctum Sanctorum inside...

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Categories: grief,

Italian sonnet

Your hand in mine, preparing for goodbye,
our eyes are glued upon the other's face.
No need for words just yet, we span the space
that separates...

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Categories: death, love,

Premium Member Why I Weep
I'm named a willow tree and live in grace,
the whole of me distinctive in its shape.
My elegance well suits this lush landscape
of hillocks flung across...

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Categories: natureme,