Keening

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

The keening cry of the baby echoed through the quiet night.

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

The young girl gazed out the window with keening eyes, longing for the arrival of her absent father.

The keening shriek of the fireworks lit up the night sky.

The women gathered in the cemetery, their voices intertwining in a mournful keening that honored the departed.

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