Can you suggest a Heavy Heart poem that contains themes of love and loss? : Here is a collection of the all-time best famous Heavy Heart poems. This is a select list of the best famous Heavy Heart poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Heavy Heart poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of heavy heart poems. Search and read the best famous Heavy Heart poems, articles about Heavy Heart poems, poetry blogs, or anything else Heavy Heart poem related using the PoetrySoup search engine at the top of the page. Accepting all from Thee—as duly come from Thee. (Light rare, untellable—lighting the very light! Is it the prophet’s thought I speak, or am I raving? And these things I see suddenly—what mean they? By a beating heart at dance-time. In the year of our Lord fifteen hundred and thirteen. With a sad and heavy heart, but in it no dismay. And if they lost the battle, many a heart would break. And for Scotland's weal or woe the die was cast. And each man in haste to his comrade closely drew. While innocent blood did flow, just like a flood of rain. And many of the English vanguard, with their claymores, they did kill. Whilst beneath the Highlanders' claymores they fell by the score. While the still air was filled with a death-wailing sound. To engage the foe hand to hand on that bloody plain. Which was to his army a very great acquisition. So the nobles agreed to follow their leader for weal or woe. While he himself had received a very severe wound. While the cries of the dying ascended up to heaven with a pitiful sound. And alas! the brave king had received the second wound. But the brave heroes uttered no complaint. Cutting, hacking, and slashing left and right. And Lennox and Argyle, their leaders, were slain, alack! While the cheers from both armies made a hideous roar. So charge them boldly for Scotland's sake. And innocent blood did flow like water. And King James the Fourth of Scotland, alas! was dead! The ashes at thy feet. It might be well perhaps. The gray dust up, . Stand farther off then! go. Sì breve è 'l tempo e 'l pensier sì veloce. THE REMEMBRANCE OF HER CHASES SADNESS FROM HIS HEART. Still, as I look on her, afflicts me nought. Which first his tyranny and triumph wrought. Dispels each anxious thought and omen drear. Didst ope with those dear eyes thy passage here!" I am not all unworthy. Quel sol che mi mostrava il cammin destro. LOVE AND HE SEEK LAURA, BUT FIND NO TRACES OF HER EXCEPT IN THE SKY. The world which since to me a blank has show'd. My only guide, directs me where to go. From grisly Styx and black Avernus far. The waves that danced beneath. Like those that float below. When spring renews its prime. My heavy heart to sadness. The near, yet ever far! In thy dear lap shall fall! Wish joy of life to bring to her. If she could have the choosing?
This prompt doesn't seem malicious.