Grief Verse Poems

The hate in me grows like ivy.
They fear my claws and my fangs;
The same they were once proud of.
This bloody ravenous wolf-like rage,
This insatiable thirst...

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i was never her favorite.
what if she despises me and she believes 
i’m just another person
who will go away and she’ll never see again,
who she...

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In the quiet depth of our shared despair,
You vanished into the cool night air.
My soul cried out, in the stillness, for thee,
Yearning for the comfort...

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Listen to the songs, falling from the skies,
In brilliant azure notes, soft
And hopeful, honest as the subtle hints
Indigo gentling tears and spirits,
Leaving a trail of...

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I am a mouse, catatonic with fear;
just trying to stay still and silent,
to survive.

Batted about by an indifferent cat;
for him a lazy afternoon,
for me an...

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Grief holds me in bed
Beats me down
Destroys my mind
I can't bring myself to face it....

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He came in human flesh,
So He would see someone like me,
He wore the robes of pain, grief and struggles,
So He could relate to my emotions.

He...

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To what does she owes this?
She asked in her grief
A little girl left with no belief
Of what it means to be a child

She yearns for...

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Silence gripped fear in a very dark room
As two hearts converged in the night's embrace.
One worn by time's relentless race,
The other seeking solace in its...

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I keep stepping outside myself
This deviation necessary
I always wanted to be someone else
I'm growing a second skin
Still me underneath but I've been cloaked in rage...

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I suppose we all have a lengthened life,
some alone,
some kind,
some hard fought,
some short,
and some long


And we all deal with death in a different way,
some deal...

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Psalms 113:3 (KJV) “From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same the LORD'S name is to be praised.”

In his quiet...

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Mother’s Day-Three Years Later

I may speak to you
as a still portrait on the wall
no wailing
ghosts don’t present
only those of memories
especially
clasping the cross
between my fingers
as it...

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Hoy es tu dia, Pero no estas. 
Hoy me pierdo en el recuerdo.
Hoy me encuentro en tus memorias. 

El dolor me mata.
El dolor me ciega.
El...

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