Quotes about sorrowful, page 8
Words Of Sympathy
My condolences can’t ease the pain,
That you have come to feel.
Nor fill the void in your heart,
That often seems unreal.
But it lets your heart know,
That you are in my prayers.
And when sorrow digs its heels,
There is someone here who cares.
I offer healing words of comfort,
And many hugs for sympathy.
When sorrowful clouds blotch your sky,
You can always depend on me.
poem by Raul Moreno
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Leavetaking
On the morning they left
we said goodbye
filled with sadness
for the absence to come.
Inside the palanquins
on the camels' backs
I saw their faces beautiful as moons
behind veils of golden cloth.
Beneath the veils
tears crept like scorpions
over the fragrant roses
of their cheeks.
These scorpions do not harm
the cheek they mark.
They save their sting
for the heart of the sorrowful lover.
poem by Ibn Jakh
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If You Love Me
If you love me,
Kill me just to turn
me into dust, and when there
will be the moonlit night,
throw into water my
body's burnt ash!
I can't just stand the
agony, I'm getting everyday,
Burn my perishable cage,
to fly the soul away!
I won't come to this
sorrowful world and
I swear, I won't love
this nature again...
For nature's love I
have come many times,
just to cry in pain!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Death Pains
Birth life death
Joy happiness mourning
Unity separation solitude
Ignorance knowledge understanding
Death life then birth
Mourning happiness then joy
Separation solitude then unity
Understanding yields knowledge
And extinguishes the flame of ignorance
Death pains sorrowful
The separation we hate
Understanding the sought out fate
Death pains a lingering task
burns inside like a hot water flask
poem by Mazwi Sedibe
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Stuck in This Stormy Place
I'm stuck in this stormy place
where blood drops instead of rain
where leaves dance to the sorrowful tune
in the mountain's grumbles that emanates
After years of isolation have made me
weak and unable to speak
I reached for the door
but I fell limp and lifeless on the floor
So there I lay naked, cold and afraid
stuck in this stormy place
Will I ever be able to leave this place?
Will I ever?
poem by Kaiser Sibi
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Help Me Make It Through The Night
Beyond the evening calling
there is a lonely heart
looking for the summers light.
As its voice is raised,
help me make it through the night.
The dawn brings a new day
with its morning bright
and the lonely heart
is crying out of sight,
help me make it through the night.
Loneliness torments
a lonely heart aching
and the wind carries
its sorrowful voice,
help me make it through the night.
9 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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August 2000 To February 2009
August 2000 to February 2009,
That which was rotten is now eatable!
For the muse of love came back to me;
That which was broken is now mended,
That which was stolen is now found,
That which was sorrowful is now joyful,
That which was sick is now well,
That which was leaping is now walking,
That which was crying is now laughing!
For the muse of love came back to me and,
I have now found my new home.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Psalm 13
Oh Lord have you forgotton me
How long will you hide your face
My heart is sorrowful every day
Oh how I miss your embrace
My fears are dark and my sleep is death
Shall I never hear thy voice again
My soul longs to walk with thee
To hear once more the glorious refrain
But I have trusted oh Lord in your mercy
For you are the glorious one
I shall rejoice in salvation and sing to the Lord
And sing of God's Holy Son
poem by Frank McEleny
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Biscuit Of The Day
On the morning they left
we said goodbye
filled with sadness
for the absence to come.
Inside the palanquins
on the camels' backs
I saw their faces beautiful as moons
behind veils of golden cloth.
Beneath the veils
tears crept like scorpions
over the fragrant roses
of their cheeks.
These scorpions do not harm
the cheek they mark.
They save their sting
for the heart of the sorrowful lover.
poem by Ibn Jakh
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Today, in class,
Today, in class,
I read aloud to forty little boys
The legend of King Croesus' boasted joys.
They were so young,
Restless, and eager, I believed they'd find
This moral story little to their mind.
But they were pleased
With the old legend, quick to comprehend
Sorrowful wisdom's triumph at the end:
They seemed to feel,
In hush of wonder, hurry of amaze,
The sure uncertainty of all men's days.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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