Friday, January 3, 2003

The Loss Of Love Comments

Rating: 4.0

All through an empty place I go,
And find her not in any room;
The candles and the lamps I light
Go down before a wind of gloom.
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Countee Cullen
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Chinedu Dike 11 February 2025

Poignant and heartrending

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Savita Tyagi 04 June 2022

The loss of love is a terrible thing; They lie who say that death is worse.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 01 August 2021

Powerful poem full of melancholy.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 01 August 2021

This poem is very touching, right from the hearet. Most deserving as The Modern Poem Of The DAy

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Sylvia Frances Chan 01 August 2021

Most deserving as the Modern Poem Of The Day! I have enjoyed very much!

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 01 August 2021

Deeply moving and poignant. Powerful closure lines.

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Chinedu Dike 01 August 2021

Really a poignant piece poetry written from the heart.......

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L Milton Hankins 10 August 2020

I am a huge fan of Countee Cullen. This poem is what a real poem should be like!

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Khairul Ahsan 01 August 2020

'I have no will to weep or sing, No least desire to pray or curse; The loss of love is a terrible thing; They lie who say that death is worse' - the last four lines evoked melancholia in me. An excellent poetic presentation.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 01 August 2020

Loss of love is worse than the death rightly said so brilliantly narrated......10++

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Dr Antony Theodore 01 August 2020

The heavy cows go laboring In agony with clotted teats; My hands are slack; my blood is cold; I marvel that my heart still beats. a fine poem. tony

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Rajnish Manga 01 August 2020

I have no will to weep or sing, No least desire to pray or curse.... //.... The loss of love comes alive so poignantly. Thanks.

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Anil Kumar Panda 01 August 2020

Yeah, loss of love love is more painful than the thought of death in the death bed. Beautifully crafted poem and very interesting to read. 'I have no will to weep or sing, No least desire to pray or curse; The loss of love is a terrible thing; They lie who say that death is worse.'..is so nice. Thanks for sharing.

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Mahtab Bangalee 01 August 2020

My orchards groan and sag with fruit; Where, Indian-wise, the bees go round; I let it rot upon the bough; I eat what falls upon the ground....the loss of love stand, wondrously penned the poem with suitable title... Greatly ienjoyed... Loss there is many types either in love or without love, if love does not come everything becomes severe pyre and if love comes there is also comes riots in something outside....terribly penned the poem is...

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OOGA BOOGA 08 May 2020

this was. not just but donkey . you know what i mean

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Cynthia Deon 19 October 2019

A heartfelt write. Brave enough to display the vulnerability when losing a love. Very very beautiful.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 01 August 2019

A well expressed poem by Countee Cullen....

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Michael Walker 01 August 2019

'The loss of love is a terrible thing'. He must have been deeply in love with her.

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Ruta Mohapatra 01 August 2019

So tragic and touching! Thanks for sharing!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 01 August 2019

I found this poem has been selected as modern poem of the poem of the day for second time. Really it is a brilliant poem.

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