Sorrowful Poems - Poems about Sorrowful

...#EmotionalDuality It's a great day for her A crucial transition is gonna take place maybe her life would transform or maybe her role would change. From the lap of her loving Father, to the be......Read More

...Sipping her tea without any visible relish, Her crumpled bag of shopping at her tired feet, Alone she sits in the cafe and isolatedly apart Stranded in her sorrowful sea of sadness Only to rai......Read More

...Oh my sweet inner child I hear your sorrowful cries Of the memories that haunt you Every day and night Oh my sad inner child You have been treated so unjustly But you do not seek retr......Read More

...Memorial Day – 2023... origin of holiday Strong and brave men and women gave their level best crème de la crème strongest and bravest leaving grieving significant others with emotional agony......Read More

...He neither tumbled, wheel over wheel, nor slammed into the window or door. Seemingly, an angel, placed the child, gently, very gently on the landing floor, to the relief of his caretaker, who’d b......Read More

...oh, how i wish i could write like the wonderfully weird e.e. cummings but the right words somehow escape me left only with personal shortcomings it’s clear, i’m no Shakespeare, Keats, Poe,......Read More

... A sorrowful woeful atmosphere is bleeding like a lethal wound. The dep......Read More

...Bonafide I am the poet The sinner The ardent lover Whose words remain unheard Mourned silently, whimpered alone Died unnoticed Never reborn I am the poet The mad The raving ......Read More

...Bonafide I am the poet The sinner The ardent lover Whose words remain unheard Mourned silently, whimpered alone Died unnoticed Never reborn I am the poet The mad The raving ......Read More

...I wish you knew who I truly am…I’m but broken dams… I don’t want to be that call at 2 AM The crowd of a hundred people…like long lost lambs… I want to be exactly like them…them… They say I’m au......Read More

...I take this cane with me everywhere I go It travels with me from bike path to the open road With my knife I add a notch at each milestone It is quite adorned now for ways of only I would kno......Read More

... My sorrowful sight sinks in the darkness within to see the sanctum of the soul, still like the deep blue sea. It finds where the torrent of tears I cry flows to lie in the cauldron of the sc......Read More

... I did it, did it, Did it again Thought that was the last pain, But this added to the bit Not realised initially, The wrong that I did But on finding wh......Read More

...Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost... ~ May fourth, 2005 wedded bliss nearly fifty years half a century almost me not most favorite grown offspring, she (when alive) did boast, ab......Read More

... God’s Master Choir Nature swells unbroken, I believe Though, find it odd how the birth of the earth was spoken with words from the breath of God. Heaven’s harp strings sound with mystiq......Read More