Loss. Poems - Poems about Loss.

The sadness turns into a haunting grief, When suddenly my loving spouse leaves, Tears start flowing with choked emotions, End of world seems in sight, till tears run dry. The saga continues for days, months, and years, The laughter and joy disappears, no hopes in sight, The love and support of family and friends, Soothes...

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Roses may be red And violets blue But one thing for sure Is my life is sad without you You will never get to see me grow As your time came and you had to go So here is a promise to you my big brother I promise to always protect our mother I will comfort her when she’s feels sad I hope that...

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I saw Bianca. One glance, and the eyes might believe she was a queen, but her beauty was borrowed — purchased in pieces, stitched together with coins and illusions. Her hair, long and flowing, was taken from the head of an old woman who died alone with a mind in ruin. It now sits like a crown of foreign spirits on the head...

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half light on the page words spill yet swallow their truth a moon veiled in clouds — I read between the shadows for the part you did not write half a tear is mine half I give to other hands to carry its weight shared grief breaks into pieces small enough for hearts to hold half my breath holds on half my breath has wandered free seeking...

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bang the gun it was fired by accident it doesn’t matter the poor rabbit is dead people need to be careful if you are going to own a gun the first thing to learn is safe usage ...

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Love is like a void until it will accept you it's gonna deprived every qualities of your, but the best part of these voids is that one day it's gonna accept you or leave you and then you will get your qualities again but you will see it with her eyes. Because that's what made...

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The Autumn leaves me here to ~ fall ~ — my crutches that begin firstly where the tremors ripe from fire drawl the Autumn leaves the season's on girl's skin timely — ~ leaves~: her heart a maybe for all burning coldly, coldly burning — trees without leaves are not as tall, I never wanted my deluge. within the gold...

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Here's account of pleasure past, As through it we are taken, Not our eye but by our souls Our memories past awaken, Untouched, unchanged, vaults of time, Will always remain unshaken, For if it is that moment nears To make a choice and change the years, Defining who you are in here The answer's never, ever, fear. Lost in woe for thee we mourn, We do...

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In crescendos and surges of light, Beneath the somber, crimson sky, Beyond the shadow's line, He stretched his wings in haste He found and swept an angels heart; They shine and struck embrace And onward flew the angels, By crimson flame and flash We simply stood and stared a while, And heard the trumpets blast. We saw it singed and scorched in light And in the...

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I stand in the rain Unready to start again The chilling breeze Brings me to my knees I light a fire but it burns out Casting me in the shadow of doubt Your smile used to light up my heart Now the memory rips it apart Ten years ago you went away As I simmer in the turmoil of that memorial today I can hear...

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We did not notice at first— the small rebellions of memory: a forgotten kettle on the stove, the absurd claim that Tuesday had vanished, names reshuffled as if in a deck too often played. The mind does not fall—it recedes, a shoreline eroded not by storms but by silent, persistent tides. Each day an abrasive grain, each night a hush over once-luminous thought. She remained...

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The sea was a whisper before it was water, cleaved through the wind. I stepped into its silver mouth, waves curling something pressing in a wistful longing for a past I never knew. Seagulls traced ethereal designs across the expanse their wails scattered like fragments. Somewhere underneath the foam, the past was fossilized within sedimentary strata waiting for my hands to delve deep enough...

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I long for the place I used to be That felt like home, serenity Where colored skies hugged the hill Beauty from God's pail did spill Where cozy woodstove fires burned, while snowflakes fell outside Wildlife friends didn't want to hide The seasons brought gifts abound I remember every sight and sound Now, I long to return... to a place I lost, for where I...

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Esmeralda She felt like a queen with sweet memory and life nestled in her fortress of lush poetry and light a place of passion where the world could not go as she forged on with sweet memories and a loving novel bestowed Of tattered pages strewn in moments of flowers and lace where words came with delicate emotion and could not...

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Your flowering wet meadows reflected, wonder glinting in green eyes, stumbling arms wrapped in gentle padows, tender individual silky drying strands, elevate every blissful kiss of hair fingers trembling, marks my scars bare...

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