#loss poems on Hello Poetry

Gbenga A 12h

A sin for a gram of salt.
2 sins for a cup of rice.
I stand with empty pockets
in a shop where all tongues lie,
in a shop where all hands strangle,
in a shop where lust fills eyes.

he melted the bar of gold
and poured it into a cast.
A cast in the shape of a heart.

I have sinned again
and all I have is gold.
Gold,
and no heart.

#sin #humanity #loss #faith #salvation #vanity

star 17h

goodbyes

goodbyes 6.17.25 (8:32 pm / 10:32)
goodbyes are never really slammed doors
they’re slipping away
walking away
willingly even though you still can’t understand why

they’re looking back over your shoulder
knowing that is the last you’ll ever see of them

goodbyes for me are never crying
just standing there
staring ahead with dry eyes
wondering what just happened

maybe i’m saying goodbye wrong

[playing: marjorie by taylor swift]

#goodbyes #loss #depression #sadness #love

vik 1d

still

she lieth clay, huff fled, withdrawn;
sun sleeps unturned, no lilt, no dawn.

the child stands silent, priests deceive,
she lingers not, the Lord won’t breathe.

they spake of light, of rule, of psalm,
yet death embraced what once was warm.

he looked and found the flesh laid bare;
at last he grasped, God was not there.

#atheism #disbelief #religion #loss

Hasanur Rahaman Shaikh 1d

Unfolded Silence

The curtain moved.
Not with wind—
but with something
warm,
like breath held
then let go.

Her anklet scraped
the floor tile
only once.

Your tea
steeped too long
on the windowsill.

The calendar page
was blank.

Her scarf stayed
where she dropped it—
on the chair’s back,
faint with
lemon shampoo.

And you—
you didn’t touch it.
Not then.

But later,
you folded it.
Twice.

As if
that meant
you hadn’t looked.

- THE END -

© 2025 June, Hasanur Rahman Shaikh.
All rights reserved.

Sometimes, absence is loudest in the things left behind. This is a quiet grief, told through scarves, silence, and tea that went cold.

#grief #loss #minimalism #poetry #quietsadness #unspokenlove #absence #memories #healingthroughobjects #poeticimagery

Pauvel Jétha 1d

Travels Of A Dreamer 7 : Dance

We were walking, the painter and I,
Across the plain and towards the hill.
The moon had waxed into her glory
Causing the zephyrs to sigh.

We rested awhile at the foot of the rise
Nestled in a comfortable silence.
The night moved on languid feet
Passion hidden under a serene guise.

We took the path on the dark leeward
My golden quill our only light.
The painter promised a spectacle
And anticipation fueled my climb

Cherry Blossoms swirled in the wind,
As we stood on silver bathed ground.
A man stood at the edge of the hill,
His hands on the railing, waiting.

Under the tree he stood.
The flowers hiding the wrinkles
Of his suit and his skin.
His gaze fixed upon the moon.

My friend and I sat against a boulder
And waited with him.
The wind whispered with the flowers
And the Sakura tree sang to the night.

The song was impossible,
Yet hear it we did.
Violins and keys, flutes and harps -
A haunting tune of longing.

And as the song rose,
A woman stood beside the man;
A bride clad in a moonlight gown,
Her veil of starshine trailing behind.

The man took her hand,
And the woman drew closer.
And groom and bride,
They danced among the flowers.

Wrinkles were smoothened
Trembling hands strengthened
Faltering feet trode sure
And wilting heart bloomed anew.

Happiness perfused the air.
Cruelly brief the phenomenon would be -
So the man knew, and chose to forget.
He held on to the past and danced.

We sat there, intruders and fools,
Too ashamed to look on,
Too enthralled to look away,
Until sleep hid them from our eyes.

The melody rains with the petals,
Tears dance with the smiles.
The waltz of the weary hearts
Lasts as long as the moon.

Inspired by the song 'Dearest' by Ayumi Hamasaki

#dream #love #loss #longing #beauty #beautiful #sakura #blossoms #dance #music

White Owl 1d

Misery

A heavy mist, a cruel, indifferent cloud
That chases off the tranquil air of peace
And chokes the sun of joy in darkened shroud.
A sickly heart summons this vapor swell
If suffering from a crack or missing piece,
By aching wounds confined to its own Hell.
Such misery I know extremely well.

June '25

The second of three

#misery #apathy #heartache #heartbreak #pain #grief #loss

Cadmus 1d

Forget Me Gradually

☔️

Don’t forget me all at once
Let me slip away in pieces.

Lose my voice today,
Tomorrow, my laughter,
Then that flicker in my eyes.

Let my words fade like old songs,
Let my kindness dissolve in silence.

I want to fall from your memory
Like raindrops
Dripping from a soaked branch
Not like a lifeless corpse.

☔️

Some departures deserve the courtesy of slowness. Not everything should vanish with a bang, some goodbyes ache sweeter in fragments.

#loss #memory #love #poetry #goodbye #healing #slowfade #longing #grief #bittersweet

eliana 1d

Last Breath, Lifelong love.

Awaiting the news, we feared the worst and hoped for the best.
Life was about to put my family through an unforgettable test
Mom came in, evidence on her face, that granny wasn't okay
"Wita has cancer" mom cried.

I didn't sleep that night, that night was one of the worst
I have been to a funeral before, but I feared wita's would be the worst.
I cried myself to sleep, and little did I get
I wasn't ready to lose my grandma yet

After the countless treatments and medicines,nothing seemed to work. I visited Wita in her bed, and I don't mean to be rude
But seeing her like this scared me, she looked like a skeleton decorated in tube.
It was exceptionally difficult not to cry, but I tried oh so hard.
I walked over, hugged Wita tight, and held her hand hard. I didn't want to leave her side.

I said in my head: Wita I hope you get well soon, I know you'll be okay
It's okay to be scared, we'll visit you everyday.
And when you get home, things will change, we won't ever fight, it's true.
Wita never give up, keep on fighting...
I don't want to lose you.

As her eyes closed, and she took her last breath
That was the moment my heart dropped, and I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't.
I hugged her for what felt like forever, cried on her, and quickly did time pass.
I never wanted to stop saying "I love you" for fear it would be the last.

Suddenly I was being pulled away, being told it was gonna be okay.
That was the worst day.

I miss you wita, may you rest peacefully ❤️🕊️ . Cancer *****!!

#cancer #battle #death #grief #loss

Tsuki no ume 2d

~When Blood reaches the Void of Sanity

Living in this opulent world,
The chiming chandelliers; the fancy facades,
Hiding beneath these joker masks,
Fake promises they would bide,
So much they try to hide,
The Saint ,The devils , all in one;
Creeping madness ;making puns,
All lost in Sanity !All lost in Sanity!
With ****** hands and rotten tragedies,
All lost in Sanity!All lost in Sanity!
They all reek of ***** lies,
All hiding beneath those worry eyes,
With all that pleasure you saw those cries,
Those screaming pleas, those feared whys,
Upon these thorns ,beneath these scars,
All lost in Sanity !All lost in Sanity!
Stained wounds ;the forgotten remedies,
All lost in Sanity !All lost in Sanity!
These macabres, these massacres,
Painting blood on these walls,
The corpses lying in these halls,
Hanging deads lost in wars,
Wandering and roaming without a clue
They lost it all; their families, their muse,
All lost in Sanity !All lost in Sanity!
The woed tales ,the lost tragedies,
All lost in Sanity !All lost in Sanity!
All died within these grounds
Surrounded by graves and melancholic sounds,
All whipped by those hounds
Those malicious dogs barking proud,
Deafend by cries, Blinded by lights,
Those lost souls ;All dead and alive,
All lost in Sanity! All lost in Sanity!
The tortured tragedies, The harsh calamities,
All lost in Sanity !All lost in Sanity!
Oh how i wish i could save,
Those worn out tales and beheaded vales,
But how could i when im a slave ,
Hanged and beaten with vile fantasies,
My voice is afar deafend by tragedies,
Couldnt reach the ears ;lost by sanities,
O treacherous life!O vain profanities!
All lost in Sanity!All lost in Sanity!
__tsuki no ume~

#wars #loss #life #depth #tragedy #thouhht