Emily Jane Brontë

(30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848 / Thornton / Yorkshire)

I Am The Only Being Whose Doom - Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn
I never caused a thought of gloom
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Comments about I Am The Only Being Whose Doom by Emily Jane Brontë

  • Rookie - 423 Points Marko Duvnjak (6/28/2015 2:52:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem, from a poet I have stupidly missed. (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 725 Points Sossi Khachadourian (12/20/2014 11:02:00 AM)

    First melted off the hope of youth
    Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew
    And then experience told me truth
    In mortal bosoms never grew (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 31,725 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (12/20/2014 9:32:00 AM)

    Expressions of feeling the mental agony beautifully made into a poem and it is very interesting. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,515 Points Savita Tyagi (12/20/2014 9:01:00 AM)

    But worst to trust to my own mind.......poignant expressions. Very nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (12/20/2014 2:22:00 AM)

    Mental agony due to arrow headed from all side nice porm thank for share (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,901 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (12/20/2014 1:04:00 AM)

    First melted off the hope of youth
    Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew
    And then experience told me truth
    In mortal bosoms never grew

    Excellent spontaneity to open the gate of heart to utter some truth. Last stanza glittering its height. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,355 Points Melikhaya Zagagana (11/29/2014 5:48:00 AM)

    No doubt this lady had had painful days on earth to the final day she departed, i have been following on her story and life. She was such a marvel and lacked support in a world dominated by the worst of man, publishing can be a nightmare when you dont have worse encounters. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 376 Points Vidura Prabhath (9/9/2014 2:35:00 AM)

    identical for a sad person melted in grief (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 31,725 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/6/2014 3:36:00 AM)

    But worse to trust my own mind.......Nice poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 5 Points Christopher Moore (12/20/2013 9:25:00 PM)

    Very good...inbox me sometimes :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 20 Points Arabella Underwood (12/20/2013 7:13:00 AM)

    I love your poem! You have the talent to tell a poem like story and making it seem effortless. Could you please help me with my poem? It's called Fairies. Actually I would like everyone who reads this comment to please check out my poem and preferably give me some feedback. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 16,073 Points * Sunprincess * (11/25/2013 5:43:00 PM)

    maybe an underlying message is, life is what you make it out to be :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ivana Ivana (10/1/2013 11:55:00 PM)

    Wonderful & painful. I can relate. This poem is woefully underrated. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 992 Points David Mclansky (12/20/2012 4:45:00 AM)

    We cpllude in our own destruction. Brilliant and unexpected. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Fab Couture (12/20/2012 3:01:00 AM)

    Nice u did good girl go girl go fog (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 456 Points Bill Grace (12/21/2011 10:13:00 PM)

    Incredible poem! Agree with Ramesh and fleur. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,869 Points Ramesh T A (12/21/2011 2:04:00 AM)

    Grief of a lonesome woman no one will like experience in life! A bitter truth is wonderfully expressed in this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie fleur de lys (6/5/2010 6:13:00 AM)

    A very powerful outpouring, haunting and unforgettable. (Report) Reply










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