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Of Waves and Butterflies

Poems on Grief

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Of Waves and Butterflies

By: Jocelyn Soriano
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 “Sometimes grief is like a wave, and healing is like a butterfly.”

It is not because things die,

That they are beautiful.

Things are beautiful

Because somehow,

A part of them lives on

And never dies…

When we are mourning the death of a loved one, we experience a profound sadness that nobody else seems to understand. Many times, all we need is just a warm hand to hold us and a friend who will be there for us as we face the most difficult times we’ve ever had.

Let these poems be like a friend to you, revealing the deepest hurts in your heart as you strive to find some comfort in your hour of grief.

When the Pain Is Too Much

The pain is too much…
Too much for this little heart.
I wish I had a bigger heart
So I could cry more for you,
So I could love you
Even when all that’s left
Is this pain in me.

This pain that is too much…
Too much for a weak person to bear
Without breaking
And falling apart.

How I wish to be stronger
So I could bleed without fainting,
And in bleeding
I may cry,
With all the love I have in me.


Sometimes There Is a Sadness

Sometimes there is a sadness in me,
A sadness that no one understands.
'Cause though it seems so bitter,
I welcome it with open arms.

Sometimes there is a sadness,
That even tears cannot speak.
My heart alone knows the pain,
A pain so sharp and deep.

Why then do I hold on?
Why do I follow where it leads?
Ah, perhaps because it draws me closer,
It carries me where it is sweet.

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