Sadness Terza Rima Poems | Examples
These Sadness Terza Rima poems are examples of Terza Rima poems about Sadness. These are the best examples of Terza Rima Sadness poems written by international poets.
"My love is eternal." by poet.
In a chapel on a hill, a small bell tolled,
A soft melody of sighs and heartache.
I walked up the hill, resolute and bold.
Other sad mourners followed with heart break.
She was loved. She was not young nor very old.
Many prayed in earnest for her soul's sake.
With a heart block and illness, her end was foretold.
I felt pain in my heart, felt sadness everywhere
Tears filled my eyes and I was in a blindfold.
My sweet Lilian, I muttered a prayer.
They lowered the coffin and now we'll live apart.
Many brought splendid flowers with fragrant rare.
Went back home, emptiness, silence in my heart
Time heals all wounds, but we will never part.
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Love stirred my soul, rousing an aspiring fire
passions swelled, feelings exploded with delight
gentling hope and grace soared higher and higher
whispers of joy pour out stars across the night
stilling the shadows with songs of careful bliss
moon beckons to the spirit, glowing so bright
only God knows how I long for morning’s kiss
life reminds me why there are no words so sure
as the sincere dreams of one I’ll always miss
from a faithful heart who will ever endure
the sadness and pain, grief filled with darkest shame
these are the times when love’s music will secure
there are times when I know my doubt is to blame
still, His love prompts me with PRAISE I must proclaim
Are our spirits that of the great Thunderbird
sowing their seeds within the powerful storm
are we just feathers afloat like useless words
slowly they float down landing within the form.
See the steamy breath rise from the buffalo
the majestic beast with his coat is quite warm.
Are you grasped by a mournful wolves howling woe
such lonely sadness during the bright full moon
or the growl of a grizzly rumbling off slow.
Did you hear screaming rain forests die last June
dropped by the millions and now gone forever.
most human's slept soundly the night they were hewn.
Mother Nature's anger is now our weather;
will we see forty below next September?
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Not just the sky itself—they are every ocean and stream—
filled with reflections of rainbows, waterfalls and rain.
Windows of beauty fringed in verdant shades of green.
Not a trace of sadness shows for things that cause her pain.
Her eyes, serenely soft, are sacred, mystic jewels.
Forever and beyond they always will remain.
Content within her powers of evergreen renewal,
her eyes reflect and sparkle with all of nature’s hues.
Wisdom of aeons — their provident accrual.
Her eyes —a wellspring of every artist’s muse—
like a mother giving from her immeasurable heart.
All this she imparts—yet we never pay the dues.
These eyes, so beautiful, her children fill with hurt.
Beware—her precious gaze—some day she will avert.
The glow of her skin is patchwork yellow
She has been pierced by the rain on her soul
Her face, stained by tears, sings with a cello
Crying seems rampant and beyond control
But the colors of her soul is released
And projected on herself as a whole
There are days in which she is quite displeased
Her lifeless stare seeps into her being
Closed, her mind leaves her body, she has eased
Timeless feel of the enigmatic ring
Caressing her real hard, rough life again
Not a selfless bone in her body sings
She lives a rough life, her soul’s in a den
Sadness is envisioned by her mind’s eye
Mighty she gloats of her prowess she pens
Her fierce eyes penetrate all those she spies
Raw feelings compete with all those that lie
Russell Sivey