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.

As the funeral procession passed by, the sound of keening echoed through the streets.

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