Loss Poems | Examples of Loss Poetry

Your greatest victory Was my worst defeat When you walked the high road I stumbled down the low road When you gained it all I truly lost everything You became whole And I slowly fell to pieces You have nothing but time But time for me has frozen I was just a small chapter to you But to me you're several novels You filled my days with...

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He was led to that fateful cross God's mind was made up He would suffer Jesus as a loss No now I shall have him rise He shall touch, teach, and to heal His life's purpose became so real...

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Follow you in my mind it's true Concentration makes me blue Always am i chained to regret The loss of your beauty An uncertain depth I play in my mind a doll of you Hug and squeeze like little girls do And when I can see the unbleared world The loss I incurred is echoed and heard My stillness does wrath unseen My dream...

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[Verse 1] I grew my farm roots beneath your starry-eyed loam In soils of silence where dreams slip by, lost and unknown But you were the willowing wind pulling you far away Took to the stars as if you never meant to stay. [Pre-Chorus] I’m buried deep in the earth’s embrace But you’ve spread your wings into the endless space We were worlds...

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Silvia, I am writing this so there is a kind of closure for us. A mending of the holes we bore in our souls. Silence has defined us far to long. Silent are the whispers that strung us along. feeling misplaced. Disappointment has found them.. I can only support the decision. No participation. I can not help by breaking our hearts. though my...

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I think about the person I thought I would be by now, someone stronger, more fearless, more put-together. Someone who didn’t cry over things that happened years ago. Things that happened last week. Memories from when I first wore a backpack. Memories now. Someone who had it figured out. I’m fifteen, and I don’t have...

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I dreamed that snow fell on the hill, while far below the sea was still; it covered paths that we once knew when I was so in love with you. I saw the bridge where we would stand, lips pressed together, hand in hand, where we sought shelter from the rain when my heart smiled and felt no pain. But as I wakened...

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“You’re gonna lose that girl”, they sing: the one who wears my diamond ring. They ask me why I even date her - she’s not a great communicator. She got mislaid when out in Ronda, until I bought the new transponder. She’s unaware her room’s a cellar, or that her name is Helen Keller. ...

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when i was a kid i used to draw a blue line near the top of the paper that was supposed to be the sky it started off being thicker in some places than in others but as the time passed i started to add clouds and draw inside the lines the older i got,  the more realistic the sky became then...

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With grace I will surrender my ill-crafted sword, So you may run me through with your gilded quill, And from Sorrow's eyes weep ink not blood nor tears, A page dressed less than naked in a season's winter chill. Spring's words beaten lay crippled struggling to survive, Limping into memories wherein a heart they cannot hide, They stalk me whilst I rest and corner me...

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I have been deceived all this while, By all the angels cloaked in a dear disguise. 'Follow the way of light, my child, ' they all cooed, For they knew too well I was never shrewd. Off I went, probing for those lights, Something to put an end to my wakeful nights. But manipulation, oh my dear, Sounds sweeter when it is...

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In twilight’s hush, where dreams commence, I wandered lost in limerence. A glance, a spark, a breathless flame, Yet never once he spoke my name Love lived in ache, not permanence. Who am I to wake a beast Dressed up in stark reality? For all the signs I could not read And all the signs I did not see, Love left within a...

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The door clicks shut— a breath held tight in empty halls. Silence folds around me, a heavy shawl, worn thin by grief. Your chair still holds your shape, a ghostly imprint in quiet wood. The air tastes of absence, a language spoken between heartbeats. I search for your voice in shadows, but silence answers— a slow, patient tide pulling me under, carrying memories like driftwood ashore. In...

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Upon the eve of dying she could not speak. And all her opened tear ducts Sprang awake And flooded forth from The founts of creation A new sea. Oh, yes! She cried a sea of tears Because her words Had passed the door of possibility, Because her boys Would not be there For her to comfort them, Because, perhaps A whole life Needed to be grieved. How I loved her. She could hear...

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