Griefpoetry Stories

Love and grief eat at all of us; and I happen to have the courage to write about what happens when we swallow it whole. "Glass Bones and Paper Skin" is a compiled collection of deep poetry that talks about love and grief, and what happens when you experience them both. Thank you for reading!

a collection of shitty poems made by me :)

this is a list of poems that were originally just between me and the pages I wrote them on, but then I thought that if I really needed to get these out of my head so badly, then surely there's a reason, and I've come to the conclusion that that reason is because they're supposed to be in someone else's. and so, dear friend, may these poems-my spilled secrets-find a home in your mind, and rest there for a while.

Things I Never Said Out Loud is a collection of raw, honest, and deeply human poems. Written in the quiet hours of overthinking and healing, these pages carry words that were too heavy to speak - about love, loss, growth, regret, and all the feelings in between. For the ones who feel too much and say too little. For the brave souls who keep going, even when their hearts are tired. This is for you. Some poems will hurt. Some will heal. But all of them will remind you that you're not alone.

Trying to put words to the feeling

There are wounds that never bled, only stayed silent. This is a book for those silences. The Weight of Quiet is a collection of deeply emotional poems written for the girls who were told they were too much... or not enough. For the ones who love loudly, cry quietly, and survive things no one ever asked them to. This book moves through heartbreak, mother and father wounds, being "too soft," self-love, healing, and the kind of love that doesn't hurt to hold. Each poem is a mirror, a wound, and a stitched thread. Each line is a soft rebellion against the idea that you have to stay broken just because they never said sorry. If you've ever sat with a storm inside your chest and called it "being strong"- this book is yours.

"Sometimes, I wonder if they cry too, watching us fight through this world without them. A poem for every heart that carries a silent grief beneath the rain."🌙

A gentle grieving poem about love, loss, and the quiet rituals we keep to hold on to those who are gone

This is a collection of my previous 4 works. They have been combined together. So that it is easy for the reader to go through all of my work easily. I have also added a few new additions to these collections so far. This collection covers the following... 1) A Diary of my thoughts 2) Midday Blues 3) Fading Light? 4) Dawn & Dusk Please leave an upvote if you enjoyed, also I'm not a full-time poet, i only write to lighten up my feelings. My aim is to pour the rawness in my feelings into this collection. So, I apologize for any grammatical mistakes in advance. These words are my attempt to transfer the weight of my feelings, to give shape to the grief that has lingered within me for as long as I can remember. I seek nothing in return for these words. My only wish is for them to exist as a record of my being, a testament that I was here. Each word stands resilient against time, proving that while I am not defined by my grief, it has been a part of me. This book is a chronicle of my love and all the grief that has followed it through the years. Thank you.

They said time heals everything. They forgot to mention the things it leaves behind. "Still Bleeding Quietly" is a collection of poems for the ones who loved too deeply, trusted too easily, and broke too quietly. For the ones who were shaped by loss, shattered by betrayal, and taught early on that love doesn't always mean safety. If you've ever missed someone who isn't coming back, loved someone who never loved you back, or survived a version of your childhood you're still unlearning this book is your echo. This isn't healing. it's remembering. And maybe, finally, letting it bleed.

"I Never Dreamed You'd Leave" is a heartfelt poem that traces the emotional arc of love, memory, and loss. Through vivid imagery and gentle repetition, the speaker navigates grief, longing, and the echo of a love that once felt eternal. It's a tender reflection on how absence lingers-like a breeze, like a dream you wish would never end.

A sad poem, made originally by cjcwriter "Bury Me, My Dear" I will be making collections of poems that fall under different categories, like a collection of sad poems and a collection of love poems (so on). Please feel free to drop suggestions in comments, or on my profile comment board!

A poem about loss

poems on grief, abandonment, and change. There's poetry in here somewhere; Somewhere between the man the girls followed down the street, And the taxi driver they wanted to kiss from the back seat. Somewhere amongst the girls kissing on the screen, And the girls sitting in the canteen, There's a poem lively enough to break Words out of the girl who sat awake- Leaning out of the window thinking, There's a poem out there somewhere, One where it doesn't matter if I break the rhyme scheme, Because it's better than bending words to the extreme. -r

"Some days, it feels like the world moves on without you. You carry memories, pain, and grief that no one else can see. You talk to yourself in the quiet, to the walls, to the night, trying to make sense of it all. You've lost people, places, and pieces of yourself along the way, and sometimes it feels like there's no one to notice or understand. But even when your mind is hazy and your heart heavy, there's a spark inside that refuses to die - a flicker of strength that keeps you moving forward. This poem is for anyone who has felt alone in their own head, who has screamed into the void, who has survived another day when it felt impossible. You are not invisible. You are not forgotten. You are still here, still fighting, and that matters more than anyone can tell you. Even in the storm, even in the haze, you are enough. And some days, surviving is the bravest thing you can do."

'From Tears to Verse' is a compilation of poetic works that delve into profound sorrow, capturing the sentiments and intense feelings stemming from bereavement. Each stanza showcases the transition of tears evolving into words of expression, forming a lamentation of grief, and casting shadows in the obscurity. It will give voice to the sorrow previously concealed in quietness, utilizing the artistic language of poetry.

"A raw dive into grief, emptiness, and haunting resonance. Read slowly. Feel it in your bones. This is for the lost, the silent, the unbroken."