If there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it,
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up;
So quick bright things come to confusion.
Stichwörter: pain love sorrow grieving
To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a
beast!
Stichwörter: shakespeare sorrow alcohol regret drunk othello
I watch my loved ones weep with sorrow,
death's silent torment of no tomorrow.
I feel their hearts breaking, I sense their despair,
United in misery, the grief that they share.
How do I show that, I am not gone...
but the essence of life's everlasting song
Why do they wee? Why do they cry?
I'm alive in the wind and I am soaring high.
I am sparkling light dancing on streams,
a moment of warmth in the fays of sunbeams.
The coolness of rain as it falls on your face,
the whisper of leaves as wind rushes with haste.
Eternal Song, a requiem by Avian of Celieria
from Crown of Crystal Flame by C.L. Wilson
Stichwörter: death sorrow sad passing
…in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.
Louisa May AlcottStichwörter: sorrow little-women louisa-may-alcott
What was the point in crying when there was no one to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn't even comfort yourself?
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: sorrow crying comfort
I want to weep, she thought. I want to be comforted. I’m so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once. Just for a small while, that’s all …a day … an hour ...
...One day, she promised herself as she lay abed, one day she would allow herself to be less than strong.
But not today. It could not be today.
grief is a house
where the chairs
have forgotten how to hold us
the mirrors how to reflect us
the walls how to contain us
grief is a house that disappears
each time someone knocks at the door
or rings the bell
a house that blows into the air
at the slightest gust
that buries itself deep in the ground
while everyone is sleeping
grief is a house where no one can protect you
where the younger sister
will grow older than the older one
where the doors
no longer let you in
or out
Stichwörter: poetry sorrow mourning grief bereavement
There are some situations which men understand by instinct, by which reason is powerless to explain; in such cases the greatest poet is he who gives utterance to the most natural and vehement outburst of sorrow. Those who hear the bitter cry are as much impressed as if they listened to an entire poem, and when th sufferer is sincere they are right in regarding his outburst as sublime.
Alexandre DumasStichwörter: sorrow sympathy relationship alexandre-dumas the-count-of-monte-cristo
We all struggle alone through the ten thousand joys and ten thousand sorrows of our lives.
Elizabeth KimBut sorry is the Kool-Aid of human emotions. [...] True sorrow is as rare as true love.
Stephen KingStichwörter: sorrow stephen-king remorse sorry carrie
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