Sorrowed Poems - Poems about Sorrowed

When ones children face their final breath And precious days are borrowed now The reason for their untimely death Remains perplexed on sorrowed brow What is the price of what was treasured And how will parents journey on Their anguish can never be measured When all their hopes and dreams are gone So say a prayer for all those that's died...

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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it.” - E. E. Cummings A growing sense of expectation built; The rabbit died, and we were on our way: A room prepared, a sweet commissioned quilt, A heartbeat on the ultrasound that...

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~ falling beneath dark skies no sunlight finds my face lost within bramble and prickly thorn tearing at my heart, shredding tiny pieces what little remains that I can feel broken branches splinter wilted blooms release no scent diluted hydrangea tear drops weeping of loss, never ending transparent silhouette faintly flutters a butterfly fades into the shadows disappearing from this place where your smile once bloomed as I...

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~ Posy petal’d tear drops on saffron colored morns fall deeply in sorrowed shadows where sunshine is merely a reflection of the beauty once shared Clouded days sing dreary sonnets and the sunflowers are sad, for those cherished wings of brilliant colors are gone from this field Now a misty shade of gray lingering in the thoughts of one so missed… finds the garden gates locked, never to open...

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When you feel sorry for yourself How can I lend a hand? For isn't it your choice That alone you choose to stand? When you choose to isolate Yourself from those you love Is it not yourself you choose to hate Declining the help from above? When you choose to walk alone A road of sorrowed soul For whom did Jesus then...

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A lot of heartache I have known Since I was born, till now when grown Born into a loving family Not the scenario for me Something felt wrong in my heart That I could feel from the start Out of place and never wanted All my days were being counted till I was old enough to leave For now it would be filled with...

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What makes this world go around? What makes Death walk the Earth and God sit on his throne and watch over us? What makes love go around with such favour and strut along side lonesome avenues? What does a widow, a motherless child, a Vietnam veteran and a boy who has had his fare share of heartbreaks, all have in common with...

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the sun is only my shade the darkness is only my light the day is my night because my eyes doesnt see what they should cause life will always be misunderstood opposite thats the reality living in the hood...

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Another sorrowed word goes out to the misunderstood and the confused. Because of the truth untold you are being misled an sadly accused. Show your face in the ugly crowd and never be ashamed to scream you god out loud. Only one dream to show a scar you will always bear. Only one image to remind you to always be aware You love holding...

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