Sorrow Romanticism Poems

Hey you! Yes you!
Why are you moping 
wallowing in your sorrow
sad and feeling like there’s no tomorrow? 

Why do you look helpless
with your round puffy...

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O heart! Why must you lay your love so bare?
To share your heart and soul with one so dear?

I thought that
I was strong enough
to bear...

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Again, Her In These Waiting Arms


That night, came a flight to the moon
Grand and certainly not too soon
The winds softly blowing from Mars
Majestic rays from...

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as the moon begins its disappearance
leaving silver caps atop the waves
soon becoming an illuminated path
i am denied to journey upon
knowing it is rising for you
i...

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I gave her all my love to borrow,
But she turned her back on tomorrow,
And chose to leave me with sorrow,
Our chances of survival were narrow,
Everyday...

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Your sweet smile. Our happy times. 
Needed space.
And all that matters is your happy face
I love you with all my heart
To a life where we...

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In Full Flight Her Soul Departed


To free my heart of all that haunted me
Told I, these my tidings.
... On a summer's dawn,
Fresh from our orisons,...

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The pretty cast of sorrow—
Hollow, yet comforting, 
When damasked on those lips, 
Or teased upon that fake smile

I see such sorrow inside of her
And weep...

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When that moment of union
Lifts the room and all souls inside,
They light up like jewels,
And some—few—glow in sad thought

A warm greeting, 
But somehow knowing they...

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Spurting colors in a sunset sky, 
The look of absolute wonder in the eye
As the last of the sun descends,
The lingering light tickling trembling waves

Embraces...

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Have you ever wandered about the dew drops,
The dew that falls down from your beautiful eyes,
The drop that clears all your fears from the face.
That...

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"Circadian"



In the garden
I planted for you,
somewhere in 
the unplundered
Territory of Hypothalamus,
I found a flower 
who’s name was
You Wouldn’t Know the Truth
“God Help Us”
cried the lost...

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To those whom breathe, defeated in darkness,
She smiled one time, so bright.
To all the times the edge was past me,
I swear, I’ve found the light.

For...

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Song from Aella: Under the Willow Tree, or, Minstrel's Song
by Thomas Chatterton, age 17 or younger
modernization/translation by Michael R. Burch

MYNSTRELLES SONGE ("MINSTREL'S SONG")

O! sing unto...

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Depressed girls are the best girls. 
They give you everything. 
And then, in a moment of rage 
because you're not 
the perfection you promised 
you...

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