Grief is a knife,
Stabbing through the hearts,
Of those who feel.
It is a bandit,
Robbing away a piece of your heart,
The piece not to be found again until the end.
It can come on little cat paws,
Silent and swift.
Or with the feet of a giant,
Massive and loud.
Grief is not to be mistaken,
For it is a feeling like no other.
Though it is pain,
It is beauty.
It is a sign of love,
An eternal love that blooms,
Like a rose.
It empowers us,
Inspiring us to live our lives.
Eventually the grief leaves,
As sudden as it came.
As you are reunited with the loved,
And are to be together,
For eternity once more.
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Thank you everyone for your kind words. I wrote this poem in late April, a few days after my beloved Jamie passed away. I was hesitant to actually publish this poem, but I am glad I did. I hope that this poem gives everyone comfort and helps you cope if you have lost someone you love.
Hai corgisrock22,
I'm so sorry because I know how it feels to lose someone you love to death. Anyways, I really like your poem because I can tell it's come from your heart, rather your soul. I also like how you created a reasonable amount on depth in your piece. In the middle, there is a lot of personification and even if that a very basic technique it creates a lot of life to your work. I also love how you talk as if "grief" is a person. The thing is, we all know that grief is pain but you've shown me that its much more than just that so, thank you.
Love,
Nidkits
Hiya, love. Sab, here.
I am so, so very sorry about the loss of your pet. I cannot even begin to fathom the pain you're going through. I think it's both baffling and inspiring that you were able to write this in a time a such hardship. But, alas, it was meant to be cathartic, was it not?
The only thing I can really talk about was how beautifully you put into words the pain of grief and the beauty of love in the tragedy of death. My dog, actually, has cancer. We're not sure how much longer he has left. I've had him since I was eight years old and I'll be 20 in a month. The thought of losing him when he's always been around is absolutely bone crushing for me, something I know you must have felt, too.
The lines you wrote, "Though it is pain, It is beauty. It is a sign of love..."
I didn't realize I needed to read those lines to make me strong before my eyes passed over them.
A beautiful and truthful sentiment. Those words are so unbelievably comforting because they are undoubtedly true. The love we feel for them, and anyone for that matter, for their time on earth is everlasting. You've said it magnificently; even when grief fades, love is forever more.
Thank you again for sharing this. All my love to you.
Thank you for your kind words. I send my love to you and your family. I am very glad that my poem gave you some strength!
Hello, hello, gxldencrxwns here for a review.
First, I want to say sorry for the loss of your dog. They're like family, and your grief must be great. I hope you're doing well right now.
The words you chose in this poem show your grief at an amazing rate, it sounded raw and honest, I like that. I see you didn't rhyme, which let's me believe it's free verse, but I will not go into detail about this because this is a personal situation. This poem was beautiful, and you have my utmost praise and respect for it. It works as a reminder that life goes on, and though it will be a while, the pain goes away.
~gxldencrxwns
Viv here to give a review.
So firstly, thanks for sharing this with us and I'm sorry your dog died. Your poem was very beautiful and shows your growth as you grieved. To be honest I do not see anything that needs to be changed with your poem, especially since it also works as a reminder that eventually pain fades and life goes on. I have nothing but praise for it and I hope you're doing alright.
Sincerely, Vivian.