Keening

The sound of keening pierced the silence of the night, a heartbreaking lament for the deceased.

The keening whistle of the teapot signaled that the water was boiling.

Her keening wails echoed through the funeral hall, filled with sorrow.

The ancient ritual of keening has been passed down through generations in our family.

In ancient Celtic rituals, women would often keening during funeral rites to honor the departed.

The keening aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the bakery.

The collective keening of the crowd created an atmosphere of deep sorrow and grief.