Sorrowfulness Poems - Poems about Sorrowfulness

... The other day we met a woman… who had two reactions to the shirt I happened to wear at first she smiled… then she walked up to us and immediately began to share…? My shirt had a mouse reading ......

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...In the safe refuge of lyrical poetry, I cocooned. My broken shards fell on a tear-stained screen. I am the one who steers my own route attuned. With every brushstroke, many specks are ......

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...There’s something I cannot explain We are on a different lane… We’re in vain and full of disdain I’m sorry I caused you so much pain I’m sorry if I hurt you so If I did, you’d let me know? Hop......

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...A Song With no Name From my grandfather and my dad and performed by their son and grandson, me. It was an old melody with no name of a ballad my grandfather wrote a long time ago. The melody was s......

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...Sometimes, I sit and stare the wall Sometimes, that name I just call The name I was too fond to listen In my eyes, the name just glistened The name of the person, I could die for The name of t......

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... I came to poetry a novice, a neophyte, a fledgling oh sure, I had written as a child . . . but that was just the writing of a tenderfoot as my life became more grievous and woeful I fo......

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...I'm succumbing to this numb feeling inside my dumb cranium I've become someone else...a rebel...a worthless bread crumb I will overcome these waves of emotion...drunk off of remorse's rum I'm ha......

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...love what love is love where love lives lovely love where hate lives wickedly to make lovely love all like the brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers like the better half, darling beloved......

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...Gum - A Haiku laugh sorrowfulness a resinous, lark gum hoots before the happy 6/8/19......

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... I came to poetry a novice, a neophyte, a fledgling oh sure, I had written as a child . . . but that was just the writing of a tenderfoot as my life became more grievous and woe......

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...Diane Perna BURNT TEARS I remember a tormented childhood with Dad’s words laced with poison and Mom tossed acid on my tears by saying no words to stop it and even joined it. I remember t......

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...Deep in the shrine, sins Deep in the courtroom, injustice Deep in the costume, exposure Deep in the constitution, lawlessness Inside the adulthood, puberty Deep in motherhood, breastlessness ......

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...Least of the day before death I want to be a silent man. Without a word, I will be viewing your happiness Sorrowfulness, lifestyle. I will see how to cry, laugh. How to speak with others. And h......

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...In strides evil walks Good has been left far behind Sorrowfulness' joy! © Demetrios Trifiatis 27 January 2018......

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...I could not cry enough tears or wallow in such regret The crowds taunting jeers as upon His way they beset Unable to express such inner pain such utter sorrowfulness In realizing such gain and how m......

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