The Dawn of Sorrow
It’s the dawn of sorrow, a mournful light
It’s the dawn of sorrow, a mournful light,
But who can we blame in this endless night?
No heart to charm, no soul to ache,
No wound remains for the heart to break.
The lamps are out, their glow has died,
No one waits with hope inside.
This age of calm is harsh and still,
No restless hearts, no burning will.
Even prayers, when hands are raised,
Forget their wishes, once so praised.
The tales of journeys, once so clear,
Now lost in dust, they disappear.
It’s the dawn of sorrow, a mournful light,
But who can we blame in this endless night?
No heart to charm, no soul to ache,
No wound remains for the heart to break.
To speak of dreams, a fleeting game,
For time now drags, each hour the same.
We trust no season’s fleeting mood,
Its whims no longer understood.
We wandered paths in search of trace,
A footprint’s guide, a glowing face.
But no bright sun lights up the way,
No golden beam turns night to day.
Yet one obsession stayed alive,
Through sorrow’s storm, it did survive.
No grief, no blame, no spring’s delight,
Could sway the heart or change its sight.
Parched lips wandered the barren plains,
In search of life’s elusive gains.
But those who sought the stream so far,
Found no river, no life’s nectar.
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Sadness and losing things as well as people is the part of life . One day, one becomes sad and the other days, they find perfect love . I loved the way you drafted feelings 😍
I saw everyone sadness in comment section. Then , why not me ? I'm also a human ..feel pain deeply.
I lost my words ... Perfect write up dude 😄
It not only made me sad but stunned me . Your have perfectly critised sadness in ironic way 👏
Don't be sad man.. The whole word is yours . Forget what lost . Be happy ..be loved 💝😍
Lots of love and respect for both the poem and the author 🤗
I can make any person feeling sad if he is a human 😞
The repetition and rhythm enhance the emotional impact, leaving the reader immersed in its sorrowful beauty.
This poem masterfully conveys the depth of sorrow and the emptiness of a world without hope. 🌑 Its vivid imagery and haunting rhythm create a powerful sense of longing and despair. 💔 The verses resonate deeply, echoing a timeless struggle with loss and the search for meaning. 🌫️
Your poem beautifully captures the desolation and melancholy of a lost era. 🌙 The imagery is hauntingly vivid, painting a picture of hearts devoid of hope and dreams fading into the void. 🖤 The repetition of sorrow resonates deeply, leaving a lasting impression of an endless, mournful night. 🌌
I read twice . I literally saw the pain in your pen .
This poem made me reflect on my own struggles. You’ve captured emotions that feel universal.
I’m in awe of how you turned such a heavy emotion into something so poetic and meaningful.
Outstanding poem! 👏
So sad , but good poem!!! ❤️😊
Your poem resonates deeply. It’s a heartfelt expression of emotions we all experience at some point!!
I found myself re-reading each line to fully absorb the depth of your words. Amazing work!✨
This is what we call masterpiece ❤️❤️
This poem beautifully captures the depth of sorrow, leaving a lasting ache in the heart.💓
Your poem beautifully captures a sense of deep sorrow and existential reflection. Here's some constructive feedback: Strengths: 1. Atmosphere and Tone: The poem establishes a melancholic and introspective atmosphere effectively. Phrases like "It’s the dawn of sorrow, a mournful light" and "No wound remains for the heart to break" evoke a profound emotional depth. 2. Consistency: The repetition of the opening stanza towards the end reinforces the cyclical nature of sorrow, adding to the thematic impact. 3. Imagery: Lines like "Parched lips wandered the barren plains" and "No bright sun lights up the way" create vivid and evocative visuals, enhancing the reader's emotional connection. Areas for Improvement: 1. Clarity and Flow: While the imagery is compelling, some lines (e.g., "We trust no season’s fleeting mood, / Its whims no longer understood") could be clearer. Simplifying the phrasing might make the sentiment more accessible without losing its depth. 2. Rhythm and Meter: The poem's rhythm occasionally feels uneven, which can disrupt the reading experience. For instance, compare the smooth flow of "No restless hearts, no burning will" to the slightly awkward "Forget their wishes, once so praised." Slight adjustments could make the poem more cohesive. 3. Freshness of Ideas: Some themes, like "parched lips" and "barren plains," are familiar in poetic expressions of despair. While they work well, adding more unique or personal metaphors could make the poem stand out further. Suggestions: Experiment with varying line lengths or stanza structures to add dynamism. Introduce a subtle shift in tone or resolution towards the end. Even a glimmer of hope or an acknowledgment of perseverance could deepen the emotional impact. Consider introducing a more personal or specific image (e.g., a particular memory, object, or place) to ground the universal themes in individual experience. Overall, this is a heartfelt and contemplative piece that resonates well. With some polishing, it has the potential to leave an even stronger impression.
It is the dawn of sorrow but it is not the year of sorrow . Be patient. Everything will be fine.
Respect for both the poem and the writer 🥰❤️ So perfect poem.🎊😍
This story should be the top story ever 🥳😊❤️
Years of work seems behind writing and drafting this poem 🤗🥰
I found the real poet here for the first time.. Congratulations ❤️🥰