Comments on: 6 Grief Poems That Transform Pain Into Beauty

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Broken Chain Poem And 7 To Heal The Connection - aestheticpoems.com — Tue, 18 Apr 2023 05:48:23 +0000

[…] by Emily Dickinson […]

By: elliott yurman

elliott yurman — Sun, 26 Mar 2023 14:41:24 +0000

Kindness by Ms. Nye, on the anniversary of our daughter’s death 2006, deeply affected me.

By: Krystal Penrose

Krystal Penrose — Tue, 22 Mar 2022 19:58:11 +0000

In reply to Cam Wind. Thank you for sharing! So beautiful :)

By: Cam Wind

Cam Wind — Wed, 16 Mar 2022 19:51:57 +0000

I really appreciate the poems posted, thank you. I am trying to come to terms w loss, so thank you!

I wanted to to scream to stop them in their tracks
a child has died’ a CHILD has died – a child has DIED
I wanted them to stop! STOP it all – stop them ALL
I wanted to scream to stop them in their tracks
For a child once lived, a CHILD once loved, a child once LIVED
But he is no longer
He was loved, he WAS loved, he was LOVED
That boy that is no longer
Oh how they wept, the innocent naive surrounding youth.
They lost it that day
They had it all ahead, first kiss, first love, first broken heart, first all
They had never said good bye, not like that.
Stop TIME, time to stop, stop wasting time,
You cannot move on, how to move on without
I wanted to scream.
But he wouldn’t want that. A boy who died. A boy did live!

By: Krystal Penrose

Krystal Penrose — Tue, 08 Jun 2021 21:27:12 +0000

In reply to Thomas Malley. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem!

By: LDavis

LDavis — Mon, 03 May 2021 14:22:13 +0000

I love Emily Dickinson, Mary Oliver, and John O’Donohue’s poems above! I would add Jan Richardson’s Blessing for the Brokenhearted. She wrote an entire book called The Cure for Sorrow that is poems following loss (she wrote it after losing her partner unexpectedly).

By: Thomas Malley

Thomas Malley — Thu, 29 Apr 2021 18:40:33 +0000

A great selection there. I’d also include The Lingerer, a more recent poem by Irish-American poet Stewart Stafford.

The Lingerer by Stewart Stafford

Another lonely start,
O shadow companion,
My twin bereft of heart,
On grief’s stormy galleon.

Each step disbelief,
Strangers pass in proximity,
In motion an artist’s relief,
Abstract as infinity.

The quickening pulse of streets,
Tears on cheeks reflective,
This scarred heart missing beats,
Damaged and defective.

Home now just where memory sits,
Perspective greatly shifted,
This shapeless form no longer fits,
The body it was gifted.

And if, my love, you see me now,
I beg you, look away,
Love’s blush departed with a bow,
Then withered and decayed.

By: Krystal Penrose

Krystal Penrose — Mon, 28 Dec 2020 23:19:59 +0000

In reply to PETER. Hi Peter we're so sorry for your loss! It sounds like you're feeling a lot of grief and please know this is totally ok! Please seek out the support of your loved ones and family, they are here for you. You are loved and supported during this tender time for your heart. Many blessings to you.

By: PETER

PETER — Sat, 19 Dec 2020 12:45:23 +0000

I lost my wife to be on November this year. On this December 15 was going to be a negotiation of lobola and on the 26 of December 2020 I was going to pay the lobola.which she was going to be my wife. Fortunately she passed away on the 4TH OF NOVEMBER 2020

I CRIED LIKE A LONELY BABY CAT. EVEN TODAY NO ONE WILL EVER REPLACE HER. SOMETIMES I WISH TO DIE CAUSE I’M NOT HAPPY AT ALL. WORST PART IS LOOSING HER BEST FAMILY THAT LOVED ME.

BUT WHAT MADE ME SAID WAS AFTER BURRIAL I FELT LIKE WHAT WAS MADE ME TO BE PART OF THE FAMILY ITS GONE.

By: Theresa

Theresa — Mon, 16 Nov 2020 18:21:52 +0000

I need to find the poem that starts with, “ don’t mourn for me”